Square Peggy

Today is a wading-through-metaphorical-treacle day. A zero executive function day. A day where I keep finding myself motionless, staring at ...

My baby girl. This probably isn't the post you're expecting. It's not about my beautiful, perfect newborn and how besotted I am ...

Every time I open the window in these sunny early summer days, the birds sing. Every time, it makes my stomach turn over, my heart pump fast...

You trace up my torso and down my arm with your fingertips or sleepy closed fist in the circuit of some imaginary vehicle, just as you used ...

Summer has arrived! I love the cheerfulness of sunshine-y weather, and I love being able to be outside more and to let Little Peggy wander f...

Okay, I'll be honest and tell you there's nothing about anarchy in this post, I just got bored of the boring stuff. Unless I decide ...

Outstretched arms inviting a thief. Offering a moment. The warm weight of trust unreserved. The moment is mine. Close my eyes, dive right in...