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It’s Sunday, and I’m craving some family time, the magical kind where we’re all grateful to be together, feeling close and enjoying the same activity, which is precisely the one I have chosen. I...
DATE: March 24, 2018 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
It’s Saturday morning, that day that tends to unspool in generous unboundedness, buffered as it is from any whiff of the work and school week. Except the kids woke up bickering and seem committed...
DATE: Feb. 24, 2018 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
Monday night, Dan and his buddies are gathered in the solarium for their biweekly “bow-night,” in which a group of guys, wielding metal rasps and sandpaper, craft primitive bows out of tree trunks....
DATE: Jan. 27, 2018 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
Rosie and I are leaving the Christmas Farmers Market, our bags plump with beets, potatoes and carrots. A raven croaks from a nearby rooftop, eager to be the beneficiary of holiday crumbs. “I’m sooo...
DATE: Dec. 23, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
We’re in Grand Junction on an immaculately green, mega soccer-field complex hemmed in by coffee-colored hills. Rose’s team is warming up, which is an elaborate ritual consisting of ball-passing...
DATE: Nov. 25, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
Everything is happening with reassuring predictability. The house finches have staged a coup at our bird feeders, numbers swelling after the exotic summer vacationers have fled. Frost sneaks...
DATE: Oct. 28, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
It’s a puzzle of a Tuesday evening. Rose has soccer practice at a time that was once reserved for family dinner; she needs to be shuttled to and from the soccer field; Col has a friend staying...
DATE: Sept. 23, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
We are at the Rec Center park, Dan and I facilitating games for a group of Col and Rose’s friends. The Colorado sun pours from the cloudless sky and barefoot children run through the grass, tagging...
DATE: Aug. 25, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
We are at 10,100 feet. The sky hangs heavy. The distant mountains, like an art lesson in shading, are veiled in deepening obscurations of gray. Lightning roams faraway peaks. Dan and I exchange...
DATE: July 21, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
In our family’s archery cosmology, there are many ways to make a good shot. Your arrow can fly straight and smooth, loosed from the runway of your fingers like a bird fleeing a cat. If you...
DATE: June 23, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
Rose and I are out doing errands, bustling in and out of the car with lists and bags, my mind clamped on things to remember like mantras that could derail my life if I lose the thread. Meanwhile,...
DATE: May 26, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
Lured by the hope of a banner season of desert wildflowers and some concentrated family time, we pointed our crumb-strewn Subaru south to the Sonoran Desert for spring break. We’re used to camping...
DATE: April 21, 2017 | COLUMN: Adventures in Motherhood
