On Memoir
Two new memoirs are starting to creep under my skin.
What the Rastafari Taught Me About Gratitude
With Thanksgiving approaching, I remember how the Rastafari taught me to give thanks.
Last Breath
El que niega la muerte, niega la vida. (He who denies death, denies life.) — Octavio Paz Yesterday the last leaf fell from our maple tree as my grandmother succumbed to a long sleep. She is between worlds now, purring like a kitty cat. Fall catches us in a bed of vermillion and rust to […]
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Apologies to All Witches
Trick-or-treating in crappy weather asking strangers to feed my children candy… What’s not to love?
Night Visitor
Wind’s hands reachwith fingers of amber leaves,grasping for the deer thatdisappears into the night When does a deer become a pet? When you start to feed him apples? When he comes around regularly enough to earn a name? It’s deer-hunting season, so I’m surprised he still comes back. “He looks tasty.” My husband licks his lips. […]
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Is it Possible to “Mom” Too Hard?
Is it possible to “mom” too hard? Momming too hard looks like being pulled between my desire to work additional hours, because it’s easier than breaking up yet another fight & unleashing my inner Krakken because they snuck into the chocolate once again and cracked the passcode on the iPad, versus the guilt I feel […]
Fair Shenanigans and Rogue Ferries
Sometimes I wonder if life is really an alien experiment to see how we humans react. The beginning and middle of our adventure was ridiculous, so there was no reason it shouldn’t end in shenanigans. The first time my four year-old ran away at the Haines Fair, we discovered her in the bouncy house. Later […]
Out of Gas & Cell Service on the Chilkat Pass
My husband has jerry-rigged so much stuff, his last name should be a verb: “Wow, you really Haffner’d that one…” “Dang, check out that Haffner!” And the more embarrassing, “Sort of a half-ass Haffner, don’t you think?” Don’t get me wrong, I mean this in the most loving way possible. If it weren’t for his […]
Thunder, Lightning, and I Found My Spirit Animal
Ahhhhh, Takhini Hot Springs… a lovely outdoor Olympic pool-sized bath fed by the natural hot springs of the Takhini underworld, where everything moves as if in slow-motion– like after dancing it up all night in the club then walking into daylight for the first time in a blurry-eyed state of blissful exhaustion just as the […]
Behemoth’s Maiden Voyage, Day 1: Wah, I want to go home!
The first five minutes in the Behemoth weren’t good. On first smell I could tell something wasn’t right. Then something in the truck caused my hyper sensitive lungs to react, and suddenly I needed my inhaler. On our first corner we climbed a small hill, and our flatbed Chevy Cheyenne work truck slowly putted up […]
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