It’s been a bit, so impossible to capture it all but you should know we’re getting over Flag/State mode and moved into Track/Field mode. Hoop dreams coming. Daughter in the orchestra and our Head and the Heart was with symphony. Time changes and scratch brownies. Sip and Singo. Ruckus. Majestic clouds and stars that shoot have looked down on us this past stretch. Stretch also withstood driving and square pyramid lessons. WNBA CBA! Good-night—–> the Seahawks won a Superbowl since I last tracked. We have Lego flowers now, rosemary muffins still. Self driving-ride, and questions about that ride. A Summit not climbed but traveled to. Bikes dusted off. We crashed the Moth and the Glow Dance. Rony Seikaly. Earbuds key. We critique survivors and the wind critiques us. Nosotras escuchamos musica. Alysa Liu, Shiffrin, Lollobrigida and King Klaebo. Newspaper articles and homemade posters. And I know I should use some paragraph breaks or bullet points but our stories can get paused, blended and built up and up ’til sprayed out straight all at once. Like Mad Max and Will the Wise we are up and sometimes upside down. We keep just trying to be heroes in our world(s). Life Force Ninja, chemistry, violin tuning lessons and starting to garden. Sickness and blisters. Bantum chicken, Massaman curry. Flood. I’m sure I missed some thing(s) in this super-paragraph. I track what/when I can.