January 20, 2018
She interrupts me. Clutching a brush and opening her hand to reveal two tiny, mismatched hairbands, she demands a hairdo.
“Two pigtails. High ones and tight ones.”
“Please….” I remind her.
We go through this every day: urgent pigtails, insisted and expected, usually an interruption. Continue reading “Pigtails & Rainbows”
“The sun’s gonna be out in Bellingham by 2:00 tomorrow. Wanna go? Leave by 9?” Chris asked me, knowing my answer.
Naturally, we went, with no real plans except to hike around some Pacific Northwest waterfall trails, which I assumed wouldn’t really be all that impressive this time of the year. Boy, was I wrong. Continue reading “No, No, No! You Would DIE.”