Life in Málaga—Bilingual baby, books, and fall

A toddler girl dressed in a neon green skirt and neon pink sandals wears sunglasses as she pushes a stroller with her doll across the street.

It’s a walk in the park, a stride across an empty street, as easy and pure as a toddler pushing a toy stroller. It’s my granddaughter’s unconscious switching between Spanish and English. It’s what I envy and delight in as I continue my daily, ongoing, and never-ending Spanish acquisition process. Our daughter Natalie, who became…

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A little boy walks toward the future …

toddler walking

I think about the future a lot lately, like every day, almost endlessly. For one thing, I turn 68 in a few months and the future is not as long or as far away as it once was. For another thing, I have a grandson now, and I wonder what the future means for him.…

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Coincidence, Luck, Magic (and My Mother) at Hedgebrook

Recently, on the third anniversary of my mother’s death, I went to Hedgebrook to have some writing time as well as to teach at the Summer Salon, a day of small-group writing workshops given in the Hedgebrook cottages. Three years earlier, I had been scheduled to do the same, but the week before my departure…

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