For those wondering where I have been this year, and for those whose hearts have also been stolen by the wonder of the natural world.
I have what people call “child-bearing hips.” I guess that means they’re wide or something. I first heard the term when I was playing softball my junior year. Our coach, the one who had a filed record of staring at girls the wrong way, said something as our lead pitcher threw a strike during practice, […]
I don’t see my sister enough to argue with her. Not once we became adults, anyway. Of course, like any pair of siblings (maybe any pair of sisters, so close together in age, they’re often confused for being twins) our childhood was a string of disputes. The earliest I remember was my golden-haired sister chucking […]