Our Pine Street friends rally round David and little Penny, sharing a moment in the park on an eerie sort of Mother's Day.
Douglas, and all our Pine Street friends, feel the fear and hope of life's ongoing changes.
As our Pine Street friends sneeze their way through a windy spring, Kassandra contemplates the mathematics of spirals.
David and Franny chat, recognizing the transformations of the last year.
Franny walks on a warm and windy morning, checking out the community garden, considering whether she could commit to nurturing plants through a whole season.
David and Penny go for a walk, alone and together.
Douglas and David and baby Penny find ways to bond from a distance, and with a depth of feeling that is new to both men.
Kassandra and David spend time with little Penelope Jane, their grief and hope bonding them to her.
Spring brings new life and new loss to our friends on Pine Street.
Every spring should be like this: warm afternoons, cool nights, not much w*nd. (We can't say it out loud here, it's a superstition. If we say the word, it kicks up to about thirty-five miles an hour.) A couple of days ago, we had a bonfire; yesterday, my throat hurt a bit. Smoke, I thought, … Continue reading Sometimes, it's what you don't give