a zucchini grows
from a few fetal flowers
to Monday night’s meal


a zucchini grows
from a few fetal flowers
to Monday night’s meal


my baby freshman
how could she grow up so fast?
still such a sweet girl.

her online journey
through the “halls” of our high school
ever bittersweet
we’re home now. screen time.
i want to keep the rainbow.
the perfect sunset pic.


the lake moon rising.
the soothing sound of tent rain.
just being. outside.



everyone swimming
a clear Colorado lake
an afternoon storm



camping is simple
with tents, paddle boards, tables
and yet so complex



even with the wind
we’ve mastered outdoor spaces
and earned this sunset




lemon-dijon tuna
on a bed of basmati
and my garden peas

even the heart shape
couldn’t win me their favor
though i tried. i tried.
boys can carry two
stand-up paddle boards alone
so we can have fun



please shout, “On your left!”
while passing pedestrians
(also cyclists)

i know that you can.
don’t pass me as i pass peds
(don’t be an assbike)
two hours waiting
engines idle, polluting
to check emissions

our homemade pizza
with veggies from the garden
(love summer weekends)

