“Our home will be the only super-wired house on our block!” you grin at me amid a mess of wires that fall two stories from our new master bedroom, branching out like octopus arms to a spot below the b… more →
Where the Butterflies Goheather grace stewart wrote 1 month ago: “Our home will be the only super-wired house on our block!” you grin at me amid a mess of wires that … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 1 month ago: Golden sunshine shimmers on this lazy lake like sequins. A lone cormorant flaps its wings incessantl … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 1 month ago: I want to remember the look on your face when you walked my way; the feel of your hand on the small … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 1 month ago: I’ve been meaning to tell you. There was this guy, Mike— I think that was his name— on TV today. Mik … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 5 months ago: Little girl, golden curls bouncing, tries to run in lime green rain boots. “Hi Daddy! Look! It’s Dad … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 5 months ago: Today the lilacs opened; and I almost missed it. My spring tradition since childhood: reaching up on … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 6 months ago: floppy head to hold oh so gently, tiny fingernails to cut; whispered breaths to check on in your sle … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 6 months ago: for Larry and Robin Your pillow has a valley; that soft place where your head would rest. This first … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 7 months ago: She’s been married nine times, she says as she crosses her legs and smiles at the talk show sh … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 8 months ago: not just any plums, but beautiful black Japanese plums. I say it’s to celebrate completing our … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 8 months ago: There are no ordinary days. Yes, coffee so often gets cold before you drink it, work gets trite and … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 9 months ago: Sick kid. Snow day. Six-feet of white flakes at the end of our driveway. At minus 30 with the wind c … more →
heather grace stewart wrote 9 months ago: When we awake in the early morning hush my body curved into yours I can hear you breathe as the shad … more →