Mustard seeds
Reading through your comments on the last post, Billy and I were reminded of the story of the Buddha and the mustard seed. Thanks to all of you.
Reading through your comments on the last post, Billy and I were reminded of the story of the Buddha and the mustard seed. Thanks to all of you.
My father died fourteen years ago today. He was only fifty years old. Last night I held my nearly one-year-old son as I lit a yarzheit candle. I couldn’t help but think that this isn’t how things were supposed to …
Thumper and I braved the heat today (Have I mentioned that we don’t like the heat?) to procure needles for the unruly stealth knitting project. I didn’t want to keep him out too long in the heat, so we stayed …
the buyer whose offer we accepted this weekend who then pulled out of the deal this morning to pursue another house that just came back on the market. Great. Good luck with that, guy. So glad we spent our Memorial …
…we went to the toddler playground (the tot lot) and had it nearly to ourselves because the rest of New York was in the Hamptons and Fire Island. And we got really really dirty. We napped. We ate fiddlehead ferns …
Summer heat has set in. Way too early for it, and I hope it doesn’t last. I don’t like the heat. Not at all. Thumper is asleep next to me, Billy asleep next to him, Diego asleep at the foot …
The project I can’t tell you about continues, and I’m liking it very much. I wish I could show it to you. I think you, too, might like it very much. But all in due time. Billy found one of …
Billy, Thumper, Diego, and Oscar are asleep. I’m sitting up in bed, knitting, the Itty Bitty Booklight illuminating my pattern notes. Well, sort of. I think it might be more efficient to wear a headlamp for this late-night-knitting stuff. That …
We’re home. We flew in on the red-eye Friday night/Saturday morning, but just got home this evening. The weekend was spent with my family in New Jersey–my nephew’s second birthday party was on Saturday (sleeeeeepy sleeeeepy Cari and Billy) and …