I love the sky on those late-April, early-May days, the days that are warm and sunny, temperatures reaching up above seventy. In my childhood, those days came sooner, which makes them all the more precious to me now. But yes, the sky. I’m talking about the kind of day where there
Tag: slice of life
I grew up with a bayou at the edge of my backyard, and on the other side of the bayou, a field. We—my three siblings and a motley crew of neighborhood kids, kids whose afterschool care came in the form of grandparents who lived in the neighborhood, friends who lived in
When I was a teenager, my friends and I went through a “boffer” phase of building our own foam-padded swords and fighting with them. We’d hit up the local Home Depot for pipe insulation foam and lightweight pvc pipes (we started with bamboo stalks cut out of one friend’s backyard, but
As strange as it may seem, given how governed by whims I am, I like having a *reason* for everything I do. I’m not saying it has to be a good reason, but I like there to be a reason that’s solid (at least, solid by my own—admittedly twisted—standards). It is