Rickshaw Unschooling

In 2023 the CDC released this report , which pertains to data that has since been removed from the CDC’s website, because it referred to wha...

This blog is quieting, now that my children have moved out. I'll keep it here because I know it's a resource for other unschoolers, ...

The Harvest series was a series of 17 Instagram posts created over the course of the weeks before and after my mother's death in 2024....

When people talk about severely traumatic events, they often refer to "The Before Times". I heard this during Covid, when we could...

Photo by Burk Praël We didn't get married to "tie the knot"; we'd been living together for a few years, already, and the k...

“Go and Make Yourself Content, My Love” (detail). Swainson's thrush in my mother’s garden, to the tune of the Unquiet Grave. Painted wi...

back cover illustration from "Emily and Arthur", 1975 This morning I got up as I have almost every May morning for as long as I c...

  This morning my daughter sent me a photo of her dog, Clara, sulking on the couch. She's not a morning-dog, apparently, and I guess som...

One damp autumn day, I crossed the dirt and wood-chip playground to the swings, where I saw a girl a couple of years younger than I was, and...

My reflection in the vase of flowers I had just set on my grandmother's grave, Geldermalsen, the Netherlands. I think the first death of...