If you worked for over 30 years operating a bucket truck, would you, at some point, accept a promotion to a desk job? Not Bucket Truck Tim. He explains to Rhyze and I (who have meandered over to his worksite… Read moreA Bit of Perspective from Bucket Truck Tim
“We live here!” says Rhyze to a family walking by our campsite. Yes, today, we live here. Bin and I have learned how to listen. It’s not about expectations or how everyone else lives their lives. that tiny (and sometimes… Read moreToday We Live Here
it’s my birthday and everything is perfect. we are camping – my partner, my son, my dog and I – in Lolo National Forest in Montana. Nobody is here. The trees are large. It’s raining. We have a fire going…. Read moreIt’s my birthday!
I’ve been here before. It’s a place, a time, a me, that I’ve been wanting to show Bin and Rhyze for many years. And it was many many years before that, that I was here. The Oregon coast. A place… Read moreFinding our Edges – And Letting Them Go
It is said that children find their equilibrium by spinning in circles and by swinging and tumbling upside down. Their little bodies need to learn their limits to find their center. (Look up Vestibular Systems for more information). Perhaps it’s… Read moreWe Are Finding Our Center
We spend our first night in our rented campervan in our friend’s driveway in Arvada. Her name (the campervan) is Hyper Space. Rhyze and Bin have named the sleeper topper Snoozy Space. Their last name is Space – they are… Read moreDay 1
Our neighbor walks down our driveway with my son’s hand in hers. Two dogs trot alongside the bundle of joy that is my 4 year-old son. I watch them from my upstairs bedroom window. The room is nearly empty now…. Read moreWiping Footprints Off The Wall