Alaskim | Surviving Wildlife, Wildflowers & Wild-Haired Children

My teenager can catch just about anything. I'm not talking a cold or chicken pox. I'm talking other living creatures. She possesses quick reflexes and can snatch a butterfly out of the air as it flutters by without breaking her constant stream of talking...

This post started out as a sentimental journey.
My husband and the twins tore down the wooden swingset this past weekend, and I was feeling verklempt about the passage of time and the symbolic ending to my daughters’ childhoods. Mind you, no one was sentimental enough to take a “before" picture, so...

It happens so often, they call it avocado hand. You’re holding an avocado in one hand and a sharp knife in the other. Yep. The knife may or may not slice the avocado, but it surely ends up slicing the hand.
In my case, I grabbed a pointed butcher knife to stab the stubborn pit. It wouldn’t come out, so I stabbed it harder. The butcher knife slid to the side of the pit, through the avocado, and deep into the crease of my middle finger where the finger attaches...

I was checking an online newspaper that I try to read on a somewhat consistent basis, when I saw a headline about Ash Wednesday. Already? Spring is right around the corner.
I don't have time right now to check my archives, but I think I've written before about my recent discovery of Lent and what it means to me. I've only observed it twice, but this morning as I noted that today begins the 2014 season of Lent, I knew immediately...