Oh to be here.
Saturday tomorrow, and that ice-skating day. Two middle schoolers taking lessons. The baby inching along on her double runners. A good thing she has such a padded-up snowsuit. Falling doesn’t hurt that way. She can almost bounce right back up. A tutor from the skating school, next year, maybe, but not until then. Not advanced enough to need more help than a mother whose skating lessons were a few years ago can impart.
my new short fiction piece published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to read the rest.
https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/1998-and-a-mid-morning-in-march-with
Spring through Summer 1960 Sears catalogue (?) page. From the collection of Alexander B. Tecoma. via flickr. https://www.flickr.com/photos/vintagestitches/23628069121