Saginaw is mostly a mosaic of empty lots, crumpling porches, boarded windows. On Christmas, it’s cold and wet and nearly dark by 4pm, when Gramps and I pull into the hospital parking lot. The cars are all American and rusty, the grey sky lit up with fast food logos. And even the hospital feels … More Christmas
It has been a bumper crop year for pecans. I’ve never cared that much or even noticed them until this year. Even this summer you could tell something was different – the branches were unusually low and heavy with them. And when they started falling, you couldn’t walk anywhere in Central Austin without crunching them … More Harvest
I live just east of Highway I-35 in East Austin, a place that has a history of segregation, and has its share of crime and drug problems. It also has an active artist community and some trendy shops and despite the grit has been a pretty lovely place to live for me and my two-year … More Thanksgiving
Little Bug 