"She's not really mine to give away anymore," the bride's father said to me this afternoon, as we waited in the back yard for her to complete her transformation from jeans-and-flannel to white lace. "But I'd like to." Adding the note to my scribbled-in Baker's Wedding Handbook, I assured him with a grin that he … Continue reading A Sermon, A Spell
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Lucky 13 for One Mommy
The last time Mother's Day was on the thirteenth (my lucky number!) was the year 2001--my first Mother's Day as a Mommy. It was also the day we baptized my son Christian, wearing the same christening-gown I'd worn twenty-six years earlier. My parents have shared it with many family friends in the intervening years, and … Continue reading Lucky 13 for One Mommy
Nightmare
A blogging-friend commented the other day that my writing reminds her of another writer's, and (with that sense of shame peculiar to a bibliophile when she discovers there's something she hasn't read) I immediately downloaded Anne LaMott's Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith. The action of downloading the book brought home to me, actually, how … Continue reading Nightmare
Cracking the Winter Chrysalis
I often joke that I'm a plant--I need my sunshine! The shamrock in our front window (inherited from my Irish great-grandma, and a decade older than I am) responds so enthusiastically to sunlight that you can almost see its movement toward the light when we open the curtains. My daughter says she's half-leprechaun, so maybe I'm … Continue reading Cracking the Winter Chrysalis
Buoyancy Control
The inflatable vest worn by a Scuba diver is called the BC, or Buoyancy Compensator. It connects to the diver's air tank, and can be used to control buoyancy---the level in the water where the diver wants to hover or cruise. Add a little air with the inflator button to rise slightly in the water, … Continue reading Buoyancy Control
How to Bury an Owl
Ah, trick question! Of course you wouldn't bury an owl, because the Migratory Bird Act makes it illegal in the United States to be in possession of even an owl feather, let alone the entire dead bird. (Or three.) So of course this post is entirely a work of fiction. (Cough, cough.) Last summer I … Continue reading How to Bury an Owl
When you Assume… you make an ASS out of U & ME
This isn't the post I was going to write today, but a thought-provoking interaction online has me starting with that title. It's a title that would be objectionable to the person to whose comment I'm responding--but I should back up and share the scenario first. A friendly fellow blogger re-blogged yesterday's post about building a … Continue reading When you Assume… you make an ASS out of U & ME
Kana's Chronicles 