Memories… I can remember back to when I was 2-3 years old. Good memories and bad memories. Big family parties and a small kitchen knife that stuck into my finger when I was washing dishes in my diaper. (I’ll show you the scar.) But my memories are mostly good, because it was mostly good. (And,Continue reading “Clay”
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The Den
Growing up, we had a room in our house that was designated as a catch-all: a place to store things forgotten that you weren’t ready to forget, a place to iron clothes, and a place to hide Christmas presents from prying eyes… It’s also where a majority of our houseplants, in varying stages of theirContinue reading “The Den”
Tribe Of Flannel 