The healing journey of a widowed, unschooling badass in Delaware.
We trekked out to Sandy Hook, New Jersey, for a homeschool adventure to see harbor seals enjoying the last of the winter waters.
I have better pictures, but have to charge my camera before I can load them.
Fortunately, I had my phone to capture some candid moments.
Isaac was crew for Westen’s Steve Zissou-inspired documentary. I’ll have to get ahold of that memory card for a possible Pt. 3.
Wonderfully distracted by beauty today.
I had a lot fun capturing images of this shy spider.
Friends and families came together tonight to enjoy the simple summer pleasures of hot dogs and s’mores.
As I was trying to save this spider and her egg sacks, one broke and her babies scattered. I tried to get them all outside safely.
My life seems impossible. In the span of a day this woman laughed at my clowning, watched me verbally attack a government functionary, held me while I cried about my late wife, and experienced a full spectrum of intense to peaceful moments with me.
It’s not easy to love me, but she does it with passion, humor, and empathy.
Our magnolia tree is having its finest season yet.
