This is Crawford’s Notch, NH at 7AM, hovering at 28 degrees on our way to Attitash Mountain for yet another ski race. The roads look wet, but this is an illusion of safety, also called black ice. They are, in fact, what we like to call sporty but doable, a whole lot like parenting. There… Continue reading Droppin’ In…
Happy New Year! We are in the throes of a busy and snowy winter, ski racing, and adolescence. Our son turned 16. Holy Hannah. How did that happen? He has been driving with us legally for six months now, and he finished Drivers Education. His instructor told me at the last session that he was… Continue reading Holding onto the Steering Wheel
We don’t live on a farm, but our barn doors are open. Here in northern NH, we are on the cusp of the first frost. The zippy little hummingbirds have stocked up on the juice they need to fly to South America, with the faith that they will return here after winter’s end. Despite some… Continue reading This September 11
Our son is learning to drive, and we are learning to be in the passenger seat while he learns to drive. But like so many things we have to learn how to do in life, the driving manual and driving instructions are just part of the learning experience. He has to learn by actually driving,… Continue reading Driving Instructions
Heather Ehrman Krill: The "Write" Kind of Coach 