Tag: family
parenting toddlers does end. and it is brutal.
Sometimes I find old photographs of my children & my heart aches for the day when they were taken. If I had a time machine, I would go back to the days when they were mine. My children are older now & have little use for me. I am upset for not loving my life…
snow in Alabama vs Vermont
The kids & I have been trapped in our house for four days because of snowfall on Tuesday in Birmingham, Alabama. A little background history first. I consider myself a Yankee. My (now ex) husband informed me that I’ve lived in Birmingham Alabama for as long as I lived in Vermont–half my life. My Vermont…
as seen through my twin’s eyes
These photos where taken 2.5 miles from his home in Berkeley, while he was walking his dogs. These were taken at Emeryville Marina. I love to see what he sees.
Sculpture details, as wordpress will not allow me to tell the tale along with the pictures
The sign, the 1st image, came down in a building in Baltimore, Maryland, his studio was there. I like to think he would like mine today & that he would be proud that I’ve created Jewish art for a prayerbook. The 2nd image is a sculpture they call Zohar. As a little girl, I would…
Wings to fly
This picture was taken on a pier somewhere in Florida, by a kind stranger, old enough to know we could out run him if he chose to take my camera with him. I look happy here, go figure. I think it was because my youngest still loved to snuggle & looked at me as though…
The State of our Union
Even our Union is broken. Congressman & woman fight with one another, who do they work for? Us, not the money, vote them out, the ones who refuse to compromise, vote them out of office, no matter their party. I am married to my opposite, but we’ve learned to compromise with each other. Because we are grown ups. Because we love each other & what we are, a family. We (it is ‘we’ isn’t it? People & the land are ‘we’), as a country, are giving up & pulling out. I drive down our roads & there is nothing to see but FOR SALE signs. This is NOT who we are. We have families, we have homes with friends & dogs & cats & birds & fish… These are the things that define who we are, do you really want to sell WHO we are? But who am I to say this? Nobody, really. I’m just one vote. But I’m paying attention & these ribbons say it all.
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