The recording at the other end of the line at Braeutigam Orchards said the blackberries were ready. That was the main draw for me. I grew up with thick blackberry vines along the fence behind our house, and I can remember the cobblers still. The keeper of the wagon swore she wasn’t eating any. Their…
friday finds: new jeffers
M and I got the sweetest thank you card in the mail yesterday, and inside it was a gift certificate to Left Bank Books. A few minutes after I opened it, my mom and I were talking about the latest picture book illustrated by Oliver Jeffers, The Day the Crayons Quit. You can probably see…
sketches underfoot
This is not my first stress fracture. My first fracture happened sometime during the fall of 1996, although it would be several more weeks before anyone used the words osso rotto with me. The pain was intermittent at first, and it only made me cry once. Once just happened to be at night, at the…