My brain is total mush. The night is a wash of panic & exhaustion. Is the baby alive? Did she fall off my chest? Will she ever stop grunting in the cold, hard box that is supposed to be a bed? It occurred to me the other day that perhaps I depend on other people … Continue reading Happy Christmas Eve Eve
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The First Geese of Spring
Photo by Julia Craice I saw the first geese of spring this morning while standing on the porch, watching my son point to them from the driveway. When the geese depart and when they return are sacred times for me. They mark the coming and going of the dark season. There's a letting go and … Continue reading The First Geese of Spring
Emily Arnason Casey 