Dear reader, you know it's time to update your blog when your little brother, the one you used to catch frogs with and who now lives too far away running things in our nation's capitol, sends you a series of scorching texts demanding you do so.
The fact of the matter is, I haven't exactly been in the vicinity of the internet lately.
I've been out in the wilds.
Have you ever spent a long moment, so long you actually have no idea how long, staring into the shoreline of a pond?
Do you know what you will see?
You will see a tiny, teeming universe of life. You will see an entire food chain in action. You will see a zillion microscopic creatures. You will see things that wriggle, things that skitter, things that zigzag around.
You will also see a species no bigger than a poppyseed that can't decide which way to go and therefore just vibrates as they try to make up their wee minds, clearly the most inefficient life form known to the ecosystem.
It was both unnerving and yet all too familiar...I do believe I may have a few ancestors left in that pond.
We came to this little town to watch our Sophie play volleyball. Sometimes she needed help with her socks but in her defense, these were some incredibly long and grueling days in the gym.
I love small towns, dear reader. You can just roll into a small town and say: Is it okay if my girls have a swim lesson today? No one will tell you they can't help you and the person who can help you is on break, no one will ask you to go home and register online, and no one will say in the most unsorry way: I'm sorry but you'll have to wait for next season.
Small towns just roll with it. They are not easily bent out of shape.
And afterward, you can walk from the pool to the drugstore to pick out a dollar's worth of candy. Oh yes, city girls: your legs are not painted on. They actually have a higher purpose than to wear skinny jeans.
There's yummy things to eat all over this town. And you can walk to almost all of them. You can go to the movies and have the whole place to yourself. You can sit outside on the grass. You can smile at someone and they will smile back. Maybe they will even smile first.
You can take turns saying to each other: I love you, It feels so good to be together, and, Isn't this a perfect day?
And sometimes you can also say: You better not sulk because I said no more candy, Don't be mean to your little sister, and, Don't be impossible to your older sisters!
You can go for a bike ride and run into a gang of sheep. Stand your ground. Don't wet your pants as they stampede past, bleating about how they're going to mess you up.
Let them talk. Talk is cheap.
You didn't come here looking to cause any trouble.
Some things you can't.
And the things you can't are the most important things to find of all.