some thoughts on motherhood, marriage, learning to love my own face in the mirror, wondering about the lady in the tangerine coat in the bean aisle at the market, writing - the usual suspects.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
No Longer Strangers
Jeremy lives in West Philly in a house with a yard.
He rides his bike across the city to work every day.
He loves greens.
His friends are farmers.
He likes to cook vegetables, just barely.
But I have a soft spot for Southern collard greens, way overcooked.
He wants to create beautiful things with wood.
It's a lovely thing sharing stories with strangers because, well, then they're no longer strangers...
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