My parents wouldn’t have approved of the way I tossed my yellow bicycle down the embankment of the farmer’s Highline canal. I scrambled down the steep slope after it, stepping around slick, dried-smooth stalks of thrush and somber-gold cattail carcasses. The opening chords of spring exhaled perfect days for riding the smooth, compacted floor of […]

Thanks, Mary for passing along the Thinking Blogger Award.

Now for my five, which seems unfair to me since I can think of dozens of blogs that make me think.

Jenni’s One Thing (the writing!)

Inkling’s Small Inklings (the writing!)

Rae’s Journey Mama (the writing!)

Vashti’s Sing for Your Supper (she hasn’t blogged in […]