All of this happened on a playground, with my children under my feet, and dozens of other caregivers and kids standing witness, their jaws agape. Take it personally? You bet I will.
As a child I lived on base. We stopped and turned in the direction of the flag every night at dusk, whether it was in view or not. We stood silently as Taps played. We honored the flag, all it represents, and all who serve.
That said, I don’t understand what all the fuss is about.
One thousand words
Perspective shuffles, per photo
New images appear.
#haiku #senryu #perspective
As giddy as the kids were looking through the online catalog, I was most excited to find out if their garment quality fabrics could meet the demands of my sensational kiddo.
Is it a perfect photograph? Are the colors less beautiful for the softness of the focus? In reality there is no such thing as perfection, for certainly beauty is subjective.
Suddenly we were back to our very early days. My girl, who never wanted to sleep in her crib alone, and me, who just needed her to sleep so I could sleep too.
Last night, frightened and anxiously seeking security, I wrapped myself in my fuzzy blanket, snuggled up to my husband, and struggled through a night of fitful sleep. This morning, I woke in the quiet of a new day, perhaps a new moment in history. As I so often do, I snapped a photo of the…
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Confession time: Sometimes I get a little overzealous buying greens. Maybe it’s because I have access to about 15 different produce and farmers markets in my little corner of NYC. Maybe it’s because my intensions are often better than my eating habits. Regardless, I end up with a, sad, wilted, and unappetizing. Rather than waste these…
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