Opal Nova

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It Might As Well Be Spring.

I am planning to get on my bike for the first time this year on Friday. It's still cold, and somewhat rainy, but I have some rain gear. The crocus and daffodils are emerging. We've been donating ol...

Growing Up

When I was a kid we went to Klickitat Falls to watch our Grandpa and Uncles fish. We were amazed to see Grandpa still fishing at his age. He used to ride in a small wooden box, attached to a pulley...

The Heart Goes Last

Fair warning that every review has the potential of significant spoilers! The Heart Goes Last: This is a portrait of modern society, painted as a dystopia. What happens when people aren’t happy, a...


Adventures In Thrifting

Last Sunday, my daughter and I went out to do some thrifting. We rummaged through the bins in Sellwood for a bit. I found a used marker board and two books & a basic sweatshirt. I bought a green sh...

Three Old-timey Books

Fair warning that every review has the potential of significant spoilers! Lost Nation: I really kept wanting to hate this book, but it was worthwhile. It reminded me a bit of David Guterson's Snow...

Three Autism Books

Fair warning that every review has the potential of significant spoilers! Neurotribes: If you only have time to read the chapter about Bernie Rimland and the epilogue, do that. What I find most in...


Three Dystopias

Fair warning that every review has the potential of significant spoilers! On Such a Full Sea: I liked the plural narrative because it helped me explore whether or not the story or true. I imagine ...

Surprise! I‘m an Artist.

When I was a kid I drew a lot of fashionable ladies in fancy clothing. I started drawing fairies and other things eventually. I opposed any extracurricular classes besides my art class. I was signi...

The Goldfinch

Fair warning that every review has the potential of significant spoilers! The Goldfinch: I got through this book somewhat quickly. This is a surprise for me, since I am typically a super slow read...


Hibernation Preparation

I brought the scraps out to the chickens after breakfast. I had a big bowl of cereal. Grandma bought all the kinds I loved. There were twelve chickens, clucking and purring and scratching and pecki...

Camping

On the side of a guard rail, in the middle of the city my mother grew up in, there was a trail. It was dirt. There was blackberry bramble overgrowing uselessly save our stopping to snack on them. M...

Summer

“You’re going to need to get washed up before we head into town.” my aunt prodded. The creek water was freezing. I knew she was right. We’d been sliding down a hill made of dirt all day. We built a...


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