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friday night. we had plans to go see a friends show, but instead, i was tired, and we took a walk along the stream at sundown. ash pointed to the buttercups and said THERE ARE A HUNDRED OF THEM! NO! THERE ARE MORE!! THERE ARE...A MILLION THIRTY FIFTY BUTTERCUPS!!

in ecstatic mother moments like these, i think about quitting my job, throwing my computer off a bridge, and seeing how far we can make it in on foraging. it’s not gonna happen. but i think about it. have to mark the moment, at least.

maybe i’ll forget.

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Anonymous

What a precious moment, but I hope you don't quit your day job. It helps me through my life in so many ways.

Laura Morland

Beautifull Please share a PHOTOGRAPH of à few of thèse impossible-to-properly-count buttercups !

Janet in Georgia

I miss those moments when they think they know what they’re saying and it’s unbearably adorable and you try not to laugh but it’s so darn sweet you can’t help it. My youngest will be 9 the end of December and my 20 year old son JUST moved out. Cherish all the days. Make notes of these moments. You will forget some of these moments but it’s ok. The ones that last make up for the ones forgotten.

Anonymous

my daughter and Ash are the same age and she always has these wonderfully huge numbers just like him.. hers is 50 million thousand ;)

Michael Sperry

may you have a million thirty fifty more moments like this! <3

Thomas Herlofsen

I don’t miss having children Ash’s age. I adore my weird and wonderful kids aged 11 and 17. But I do miss those moments. As they slowly take their place in the world they grow rare, and so much work and pain take their places. And seeing them struggle, lose illusions, accept the unfairness, randdomness and cruelty of the world. It’s at almost unbearably painful at times, to try, and sometimes fail, to help. And I’m so tired. Thanks for reminding me that there’s a kajillion flowers on the other side of the world.

Anonymous

Treasure this time, it will pass in the blink of an eye and will never come again. Regret is a terrible thing. Memorize every minute with Ash and spend as many minutes as possible with him.

Anonymous

Very happy for this

Anonymous

great story, great parenting, and I'm damn glad you share such things with us here in the interweb. Nice picture too, just a little hazy, like so many memories.

Jozias

Take a week now and then for Ash time. You got so many going. Enough to fill a gap. Just listening to your "old" stuff I wouldn't wanna miss, anyway.

Anonymous

Yup I threw it in. I co slept, demand fed for 4 then 5 years. Yup thats long term breast feedstock people. When my kids were yung 5years was actually the globally the average age kids breast fed till, just not in the west. I sewed there clothes, made all there food from scratch, I was up with them 6 times a night til they were over one a half and walked with them so they could sleep on me because otherwise they screemed. It was moving body or pram all the way for my kids. No they were not normal. Normal is soo overrated anyway. I made novelty multiple tiered birthday cakes. I drove them everywhere. I took them hiking. I wish that doing all that stuff meant my youngest didn’t have to live with a chronic illness. Every time she has a new symptom it eats me up inside and I worry soo much. The funny things is she is amazing, she keeps trying to tell me she is ok. The person not ok about it is me. I really have to figure out how to Care less. To be an integrated human about this. Why is life so fucking hard.

Nicole Ives

We all have those days......and on more than a side note - my CDs arrived today in the mail, thank you to the beautiful Alex :-) :-) :-)