Kerry — I remember when I first learned that marvellous, heartbreaking word. It was while reading Le Petit Prince, and the word was “éphémère”. Our teacher helped us grasp the meaning by comparing it to a shooting star in the sky, or a sandcastle on the beach. For the little prince, it was an essential part of a life worth living. Standing on the coast near our home, watching my daughter draw a castle...
Mitaka — A year ago it was grapes. Now it’s chocolate. Or whatever we happen to have. RAH RAH! he screams and dances and smiles and laughs. He ate two pieces of dark Peruvian chocolate and a sugar cube. He wi...
Le vésinet — She passed away last week in her 90th year after having held 14 grandchildren and 13 great grandchildren in her arms. Merci Mamie.
Her first fish
Toddler on the Train
One more on the never-ending list of things I need to fix.
Kwaku, finished the lyrics for his 4th song today.
Today, I taught my child to say "ephemeral".
Somewhere to the right of this sign, my 11-year-old daughter is dancing with a boy for the first time.
My grandmother and I, 36 years ago.
Lost my breath after reading that my dad was "downsized". He is my hero. He'll stand once more.
You just can't run away from Christmas.
The boy is crying and doesn't want a nap. Me, on the other hand, can't wait.
Main portal at Kamehameha Schools Maui, half past 8. Skies are voggy—Kona winds are general above the islands today.
Wanted to go swimming, she made a few new friends and all they had to say was quack, quack, quack!
Braelynn loves the annual pow wow we have here. She has fun and it fills my heart with pride as I watch her dance.
Taking a moment to pose for a picture, she really gets so excited when the older girls, ladies invite her to dance with them.
My granddaughter just loves taking part in our communities events,as here she is taking in Opaskwayak Indian Days that is hosted annually.
Above and beyond
It was a wacky Friday night...
Death Spectrum from July to September, 2013
Today I'm starting a handmade map of what my 1 and 1/2 year old kid and I do when we go out in the neighborhood...
A blankie, a bandaid, mom's kiss... For a baby, a toddler, a preschooler; these all have superpowers. They heal, make better, comfort.
The traditional photo of my progeny's reunion.
A goo hiker.
London was cold. I felt the fog inside my head. I hoped the caffeine would burn it away, like the sun beginning to shine on the ancient and futuristic city.
New York ramble with my best guy
"Julius, do you want to watch some TV with papa?" "Shhh, I am reading" ...
Little dreamy twitchy feet, leather couch, tales of break-ups and travels.
"Marathon, ganbatte ne", he said.
Babies and grapes.
At the zoo, loving the ice cream face!