by Darcy Wiley | Oct 19, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Sweet Tea
The little thing stands at the garage door and there’s nothing she can do to stop this. I’m heading out to pick up dinner and she’s throwing out every parting word she has in her small vocabulary like a lasso to get me back. I’ve already hugged her twice and I’m...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 18, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Buttons & Thread, Sweet Tea
When I ask her what she wants to be, I expect her to say “ballerina.” My little girl pirouettes and dances her own version of en pointe in her signature kitty cat tutu whenever the inspiration hits. Or maybe she’ll say “doctor,” with all of the heart checks using a...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 17, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Sweet Tea
In little droplets we give and get. 140 characters or less do their best to articulate the everyday mercy, the wide-eyed wonder, the treasure in the earthen vessel @thismoment. Maybe an instagr.am is like a thousand words; or maybe it’s more like a cave drawing, a...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 16, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Jam
It was a song he’d never heard. Austin Chapman clicked up the volume. When the sound of angelic descants whirled into his ears from a recording of Mozart’s Lacrimosa, the young man wept. It wasn’t just the first time he’d heard this piece of music, it was the...
by Darcy Wiley | Oct 15, 2013 | A Less Digital Life, Pocket Change, Relish
I’d been putting off the week’s trip to the grocery…didn’t want to take the kids, but too tired to go late night. One morning I went to the half-bare pantry and settled on what was left for breakfast…carb-heavy, sugared-up CoCo Wheats. It tastes like childhood, the...