parenting problems
don’t end when the kids grow up
(they can still break you)
parenting problems
don’t end when the kids grow up
(they can still break you)
Berthoud Pass driving
sisters learn two years apart
same day, different face


they’re all grown up now
even their cookies have grown
in their perfection





he’s no idea
what he’s got himself into
with these crazy girls

cookies are cookies.
we will cut, bake, decorate.
’cause it’s what we do.

arms, metal, ginger:
what is a holiday scent?
molasses. that’s it.

and soft-spun sugar
ready to perfect Christmas
with gingerbread sweets.

some rough beginnings
can end in the perfect way
for a perfect day




the best mail ever
with a scholarship of hope
to fulfill her dreams

motherhood snippets:
a brilliant purple houseplant
captured in glory

molé for the win?
another failed recipe
to exhaust my soul

oh, but the chocolate
hidden behind the bright beads
of sesame seeds

her anxiety
so present, prescient, painful
and i cannot win
my little artist
(not so little anymore)
always new designs


creating Christmas
from the tree to ornaments
all hand-made with love


dream school acceptance
in the midst of this nightmare
that’s 2020

what next, i wonder?
how will we survive all this
with all that we face?

the box comes early
before breath has settled us
into this next step

hidden behind mask
is my sixteen-year-old girl
(her pandemic grin)

i hope to win her
with walks, drives, conversations
just like the old days
