by Alison

in the seafood shack

parking lot, brothers argue

over politics

by Alison

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morning:

I play dolls with kid

throw the Kong ball to puppy

and play dolls some more

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later:

instead of rushing

to the store we meet up with

a caterpillar

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afternoon:

I scream in the car

a tick on my tummy while

driving to Walmart

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dinnertime:

8:57

kid’s still eating mac and cheese

puppy looks for crumbs

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bedtime:

husband sick in bed

nursing a cup of miso

daughter rubs her eyes

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night time:

pup goes out for one

last poop I close my eyes and

listen to crickets

by Kelly

we check the progress

of our first cucumber — its

growth is magical

by Kelly

People either love

beets or hate them. No wonder

we’re friends. We love them.

Here’s my newest beet recipe. Alison, you simply MUST try this:

Roasted Beets with Carmelized Onions and Feta

by Alison

mixing ice cream soup

she is becoming her own girl

separate from me

by Alison

nothing better than

blackberry ice cream after

a long hot parade

by Kelly

young tomato plant

hints at what’s to come — I bend,

sniff and smell August

by Alison

swatting at black flies

we bake a pie side by side -

peach cherry crumble

by Kelly

strawberries. red plum.

eeny meeny miny moe

either way I win

by Alison

we send our mother

cupcakes by delivery

and love from afar