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Liminal moment

A little moment today.

A single moment.

I spent the afternoon and evening at the girls’ school.

A celebration of the end of the school year and of . . . an end.

The girls’ school is being shut down.

Budget cuts.

Maj is headed off to Junior High next year.

Kallan is headed …Liminal moment


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    Clovered scent

    I love the smell of clover.

    It smells of honey and grass and sleepiness to me.

    It smells of silent friendship.

    Of the ache of motherhood.

    And blood.

    I picked a few of the round white flowers this afternoon as I walked around the neighborhood . . . breathed deeply of their fragrance.

    Stepped …Clovered scent

    Thumbs-up!

    For the longest time, I had a wart on my thumb.

    Right-hand thumb, just at the joint . . . so that the best way to show someone this wart was to give a thumbs-up sign.

    I am not a woman of rampant thumbs-upping, so it was not a big deal.

    I did sometimes …Thumbs-up!

    Eee ah eeks!

    A panicked scream from the other end of the house.

    Uuunnnnngggg eee-iiinnnnnngg!

    The scream is running toward me, so I don’t get up from my chair.

    Uuunnnnngggg eee-iiinnnnnngg!

    Closer.

    Iiiiii uuunnnnngggg eee-iiinnnnnngg!

    Stomping down the stairs.

    Iiiiii uuunnnnngggg eh eee-iiinnnnnngg!

    I have no idea what she is saying, so I turn to …Eee ah eeks!

    Ka-chunk

    Maj calls from the other room, “Mother!  You left too soon!  I am still in need of assistance!”

    “What?  I thought you finished your homework.”

    “There is stapling to be done, and the stapler is causing trouble.”

    “Maj, I am not going to come in there and demonstrate how the stapler works.  Figure it …Ka-chunk