The Emerald City
It’s past 1am when we arrive, 3am Chicago time. I slept on the way, head slumped heavily on my shoulder, the middle aged men on either side of me equally unconscious. Three rows behind me, the overhead...
View ArticleThis is Summer: Season Six {Episode 36}
Hike Mount McCausland Warning: the peak is real tough The views are top notch ~Natalia
View ArticleThis is Summer: Season Six {Episode 35}
Lake Washington, WA Market Theater Gum Wall, Seattle Pike Place Market, Seattle Seattle from the water Nighttime Seattle Could it take a day Sun-up to sun-down to fall in love with a place? ~Natalia
View ArticleThat’s Nothing
We made the cake the night before. 1am driving home from bonfire conversations under the stars, my phone buzzes in my lap. Where are you? Tam asks, hinting at the hours I know she’s already spent...
View ArticleSeeds
I shift in my seat, leaning against the high plush back of the worn swivel chair. Across the room, she’s tucked into one of the twin orange arm chairs. The white board, draped in Christmas lights, the...
View ArticleKind
Be kind with your words. Be generous with your kindness. It just might be the encouragement, the lifeline, the kindness that someone else most needs. {And with these sweet words from a parent, I...
View ArticleGrowing Up
I actually predicted this, months ago. In the late August heat, moving quickly, almost randomly, from classroom cleaning, decorating, planning, meetings, and back to cleaning once more. Sometime,...
View ArticleKitchen View
Home right now, Evenings right now, Are the couch in the living room. Candles, Christmas lights lit, Grading, planning on my lap. Watching this sweet one bake, My own playlist blending With the...
View ArticleThe First 24
A birthday surprise Cozy restaurant, leaves fall Bright light, the icing ~Natalia
View ArticleLast One
First to bed, it’s on Last to bed, turn the shell off I’m always the last. ~Natalia
View ArticleA Corner Greeting
It’s the backpacks I notice first. Blue, bright, still crisp with the new-year creases of fresh bookbags. They’re not fancy, not embellished with superheroes or elaborate patterns. Rather, as I wait at...
View ArticlePurpose in a Parking Lot
What are you looking at? She asks, and in the window’s reflection, I watch her turn towards me. That parking lot. I tell her, shortly. Quiet falls over the car then, once more. The CD continues to...
View ArticleThis is Where I Want to Be
It’s been a rather quiet several months on here, at Leadmewhere.com. It’s not been an accident, really. And truly, there has been much to live. January, February, March brought student teaching in a...
View ArticleProud of This
Under us, the concrete is warm, still retaining, exuding, the day’s heat. There are several tiers, like giant steps, leading from lakeside to grass, yards above us, behind us. Earlier, I snaked my car...
View ArticleThis is Summer: Season Four {#5}
And this was WOW Camp; Hard workers and loving hearts, And those precious kids. ~Natalia
View ArticleArms Lengths Away
Please stay two arms-lengths away from the art! Her rebuke cuts the air, rising above the appreciative hum of the art connoisseurs around us. The only ones remotely close to her, we look up from where...
View ArticleThis is Summer: Season Four {#3}
“A dangerous lake,” But yet, here we are again; Living on the edge. ~Natalia
View ArticleThis is Summer: Season Four {#1}
“You guys grew up here,” The father nods at the lake. I know, I tell him. ~Natalia
View ArticleA Wordless Thank You
The graduation’s over- at least the programmed part. The twelve tiny graduates have already walked down the aisle, to the soundtrack of a Youtubed Pomp and Circumstance, and the click and flash of tens...
View ArticleA Boat with a View
I have a picture of the exact scene. The shot slightly blurry, the Chicago skyline is highlighted against the backdrop of dark night sky. The faint lightening- some call it light pollution- of so many...
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