Photo: A back yard that meant so much to me. Much playing of tag and blowing bubbles and such in this space. My grandfather took a lot of pride in the plantings, with tomatoes to nosh and roses blooming in the summer. He mowed it, he weeded it, he loved it. It’s hard to see…
Photo: Summer is for chasing lightning bugs. Gone are the days of pickle jars with holes in the lid, though. The lightning bugs my boys caught luxuriated in a mesh-netted container, so comfortable and breathable that they actually survived through the night! 2018 never ceases to amaze! I should start this post by saying…
Photo: I took a bunch of pictures with my “good” camera in the hopes of getting one good enough for the Christmas letter at the end of the year. When this came across my screen, I laughed so hard that tears came to my eyes. Sometimes you run across a photograph that is your kids…
Photo: I sincerely believe that sunrise is the moment when here and there are separated by only the thinnest veil. I failed to mention during my last post that The Husband lost his grandmother on Saturday morning. We left the Outer Banks on Friday night in anticipation of the traffic on Saturday, arrived in…
Photo: One of the few pictures I took of two little boys with my phone while on vacation. I sincerely tried my best to touch my phone only once a day. It was… impossible… but I made a really strong effort! Anyway, there are more on my good camera… I’ll share throughout the week. …
Photo: What is more precious than little toes? Little feet that wander the world? They scream of potential. Oh, you have so much to traverse. So many places to go. They are also still clean. Unsullied by the dirt of the world. We kiss little toes and little feet because they haven’t known the true grime…
Photo: Oh hey, I make notebooks now. 🙂 First one goes to Major. Tomorrow’s go to Minor. We’re doing Moon Journals this summer (which will probably dissolve into drawing and writing about whatever they want, really. I’m sure that will happen very quickly.) Ursa Minor came off the bus with a puffy face and…
Photo: I am not a poet, but when I see this nasturtium leaf, thoughts come to mind. It’s as if the leaf is saying it does not matter where you roam or just how far you reach, there is always, always a path toward home. All roads will lead you there if you should need.…
Photo: I took a trip to Gather Here because I needed fabric for a baby quilt I’d like to make for my dear friends who just adopted their second baby. This stack of fat quarters (and a few others I got) will be perfect, I think. I look forward to washing and cutting on Wednesday.…
Photo: I haven’t taken any pictures this week. I am living for my time on the beach, so I’m putting up this photo of the beach in Maine. One of my favorite podcasts is called Helga, and I highly recommend it. It fits quite snuggly between my other faves, Levar Burton Reads and But…