Tag Archives: brothers
i always wondered what the old saying “beware putting pirate eyepatches on dogs arrrrrgh” meant. now we know. when you go into a store to buy a couple of eyepatches and your sister-in-law comes walking out with two sombreros and … Continue reading
It’s a day to go to Roger Allen’s pottery studio for the first time since he moved on. To walk among his tools in the silence of the still room in back. To gaze at the StarKeepers up front and … Continue reading
He’s standing at the counter. He doesn’t know what to do. We’re getting Chinese food, which strikes me as an odd thing to do in West Texas. I am carrying the tray to our table when I hear the woman … Continue reading
In our defense, they shouldn’t leave mallets next to shiny things. We were clearly set up. Luckily, my legal training (one season of watching L.A. Law until I realized Jimmy Smith spells his name Smits and therefore is likely NOT … Continue reading
He’s looking for something. I can’t help him find it. I had no idea it was possible to be this heartbroken. He’s looking.
we’re sitting on the porch, just rick and me. the bridesmaids are bridesmaiding, mo and june are off in search of burgers. it’s a warm day in oregon; a light breeze makes the giant sunflower in front of the porch … Continue reading