5 Blisters
I count 5 blisters on my hands. I touch each one. A blister is the fluid that collects to protect the skin underneath from damage.
(my daily blog)
I count 5 blisters on my hands. I touch each one. A blister is the fluid that collects to protect the skin underneath from damage.
Autumn alights on my kitchen table as neighborhood children unload this gift of leaves. We configure the apparatus: one leaf, a white sheet of paper,
Last night, a dear friend of mine agrees to visit my children around bedtime to read stories and “tuck them in.” It’s so whimsical and
This morning in the shower, I thought of the verb, “exfoliate,” which means to remove a dead layer of skin, to shed the scales. Exfoliation
I’m standing in the freezing cold, tapping my foot and sighing. Backpacks by the door. Finally, both daughters emerge from school. As I herd them
This morning before church, I have a moment to relax with a cup of coffee at the kitchen table. I put a dollop of whipped
School pictures never go well for us. Over the years, they always return with faces that more resemble mug shots than happy school pictures. One
My friend just emailed a picture of my daughter swinging on a glider swing with her daughter. On a glider swing, two friends sit back
Yesterday, a particularly thoughtful student said she wanted to start a blog. She’s been thinking about this for a long time. As we walked together,
Pine Cone Maturity / esu.edu Walking to my classroom today, I passed a cluster of pines. Beneath their branches, a perfect circle of pine cones