An airplane fairy with Cessna wings
Me and my Cessna wings. “But where are your wings?!” she exclaimed, her tiny 5-year old fingers exploring the center of my …
Me and my Cessna wings. “But where are your wings?!” she exclaimed, her tiny 5-year old fingers exploring the center of my …
Up visiting friends in Amador. Lovely way to spend a Saturday! I spent the day wandering Amador County with my Marm and …
Photo by Ryan McGuire, used with permission It’s not uncommon for Mr. T to look over and see tears running down my …
Any ideas on how to make a giant slug costume? “I’m watching you WazOWski,” I said while piling broccoli onto our plates. …
Or something like that… Taking inspiration from Goliath, hope you take a big bite out of Monday. Or, take a nap. He’s …
For weeks, I stared at the seed packets on my kitchen counter and thought: Yeah, I should plant those before any hope …
For the first time in months and months, I woke up to the sound of rain in Sacramento. Aside from a smidge …
“I love you!” I shout to Mr. T, jumping into his lap and planting a noisy kiss (or seven). “Why?” he asks, …
Played grease monkey with my father-in-law last month as he taught me how to conduct the annual inspection of the Cessna 182. …
We need more empathy in America, which is the ability to “walk a mile in another’s person’s shoes.” “But he was aggressive …