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Seven years ago today Paul took me for a drive up into the mountains. We didn’t get to where he had planned; the closer we got to the mountains the more ominous the sky and more foreboding the storm. We turned around. In my living room he proposed. One year ago today we made the […]
Read More Two Life-Changing Events Commemorated TodayDown the stairs at the back of Dad’s house, off the laundry room, is the spare bedroom/storage room. There is a bed in there, but the room’s main purpose is as the uncatalogued archives of the Fullers. This week while I was up I found several boxes of memories. The collection of Henle editions was […]
Read More The Other GirlHow varied in his stylesgenressubjectsmoods I didn’t realizehe had so much depth The portraitswere sometimes comicalwith something brightbeautifulcolourfulbeside a pieceso darkmacabreand depressingthat it made me laugh He wrote the date backwardsand I pontificatedfor much too longon that significance(if there even is any)and the fact that I do the same. But I’m not Picasso. Thank goodness! […]
Read More PicassoNote: this is an essay I found in my Dad’s basement this week. I wrote it in ’98 for an English class. “This is not real life.” How many times have you heard that? How many times have you told it to yourself? Probably more than you would like to admit. Let me let you […]
Read More Let It Snow (the phenomenon of music, and the lack of anything else)One of our favourite cookbooks is “The Gift of Southern Cooking.” Every recipe we’ve tried has come out the way it should and has tasted magnificently. (We haven’t yet tried the candied bacon but I’m pretty sure even that would be good!) One of our family favourites is the macaroni and cheese. My husband mentioned […]
Read More Cooks Beware: This Recipe is Fraught with PerilMy great-grandfather, O.V.M.-R., served in WWI, along with his future wife, a nurse he met on the boat. They settled in Canada after the war, but he was asked by the British government to return and help step the tide of WWII. He Christmased in the Ardennes and held off the Germans until more troops […]
Read More OVMR, FMH, and meFive or six weeks into our first semester of college, my roommates and I set off on our first (and most illustrious) road trip. Some family friends of one roommate came to Rexburg, loaded us up in the Suburban, and drove us to the ranch in Star Valley, Wyoming (my furthest trip east to date.) […]
Read More Me PrettyLast night I caught the last half of globetrekker on PBS. He was on Baffin Island. While I have never been to Baffin Island, the images struck me as home. Iqaluit and Whitehorse are on opposite ends of the country, the lifestyle is different, the language is different, the food is different, even the tribes […]
Read More The Spell of the YukonThere are several things that disrupt my son’s sleep. * teething (okay, who isn’t disrupted by teething?) * upcoming developmental milestones * separation anxiety * illness This week is the perfect storm of all of them and last night it took me over two hours to get him to go to sleep in his bed. […]
Read More Who Needs Sleep?Once I dated a guy who was anything but ordinary; now that’s not to say that everyone else was boring — my husband stands out in many different ways — but this guy: … well, you’ll see. In a letter he wrote me once (since most of our relationship was long-distance) he was comparing me […]
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