oya baka mama

Thursday, May 25, 2006

If turning forty is no big deal then why can't I remember the password for my debit card, the one I use almost daily?

Ellamama: Literally translated, oya baka is a japanese word that means "parent stupid", over the top big love for my three littles. We moved to Appalachia after spending six years in Portland, Oregon. Our native Oregonian is fifteen years old now, and the little man is eleven. Ruby June is eight. We moved into a 130 year old farmhouse in the Blue Ridge Mountains, and I like homemade music, chickens, taking photos, kimchi making, bread kneading, seed planting, star gazing, tent camping, coffee drinking, zinnias, borage flowers, sunflowers, Adrienne Rich, the smell of old books, candle smoke, red wine, wood fires, Mary Oliver, sriracha, and knitting on the back porch. By day, I teach preschool.

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