Premeditated Kindness

About 15 years ago, the Big Guy had an infection at the base of his very long windpipe that nearly cost him his life. For a week, the ICU doctors and nurses worked to find a drug that was strong enough to help him without killing him at the dosages he needed. Anyone who has come close to losing a loved knows that those moments of worry are when you take stock of how important a person is. What I...

Used Art

Fun fact, when you buy art off of my site, you're getting used art. Most of the time when I do a painting, the piece ends up on my bookshelf until it's time to go to a show or fair. When show season ends, however, the painting doesn't, and, having a fairly small studio/office, I hang the surplus art in our halls and rooms, and it lives there until Etsy makes the little cash register sound on...

Cursed

   Seven-year-old Thing2 and his thirteen-year-old brother Jack take turns sitting next to me when we go to Sunday breakfast at Bob's Diner in Manchester, VT.  Thing2 is still at the age where he's easily entertained by shiny objects and it was my wedding ring caught that his attention the other morning. Waiting for our drinks to arrive, Thing2 grabbed my hand from the table and began...

Seasons and Celebrations

Sept 23 It's the Big Guy's birthday.  Today our family is celebrating him, but I've also come to see this day as the demarcation of the seasons. It's not just because his birthday coincides with the second day of fall, but because his favorite birthday dessert is not cake.  It's apple pie, preferably made with apples from our own tree.  It's only after a few cold snaps that the apples start...

Of Plans, Plants, and Cigars

I have come to believe that in many marriages there is one partner who has their head in the clouds and another who helps keep both people anchored to the ground.  Anyone who knows me knows that my head is not in clouds; it's often in another dimension.  No one knows this better than the Big Guy, so, last night, when I casually moved the new dark green shrub to the edge of the counter as I...