The day is hot. Hot, and I’m exhausted and sluggish and full of effort from the heat. So sluggish I say, lets drive to the river. All summer long I’ve insisted on walking or biking, even carrying inner tubes and life vests and water and food and shoes and towels and pulling dogs on leashes. Now I…
Category: parenting
Three Steps and Two Blinks of an Eye
The cottonwoods stand out now, making the difference between the light green of the alder and billowy yellow of the cottonwood leaves obvious. We see this now as we scramble up the mossy rocks that lead to the bluffs overlooking the Stillaguamish River valley. I hold tight to my son’s hand, tell him to stay…
