100 days — writingAug 30, 2026

Yard Full

The leaves have started turning in our yard, the mornings have gone crisp, and best of all, I don't have to cut the lawn. Small mercies arrive quietly at the end of August.

100 days — writingSep 23, 2026

Bird Brain

I did my best Mr Miyagi, slapped my hands together for the healing friction, then stood on the deck holding a concussed robin for ten minutes while she decided how she felt about it.