Today we had some lovely snow flurries Georgia. This is a special occasion as we rarely get snow. It came in bursts today, so fast and furious and then gone again. It was lovely…
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Remember those red chenille pillows you bought me from Pottery Barn, Mama? The puppy shredded them. And although I didn’t want to go without you, I went back to Pottery Barn today to…
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The stars have become a source of comfort me in this season of grief. Tonight is no exception. The sky is lovely on the farm tonight. Wispy clouds stream color and texture to an already…
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One of the best things about doing a 365 project is that I don’t tend to take beauty for granted. Everyday I am looking, seeking the gift that I will capture and share in…
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It has been a particularly hard day. I find I am missing my mom more deeply and yet it feels like the grace for grief is shrinking. I can feel the expectations of others…
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Oh Winter Hammock, I remember you. I know your true self, what you were made for. This stiff, rigid exterior does not become you. It is not who you are, after all. There was…
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I have a new passion for baking bread. I have never baked bread before but Chris bought me a grain mill for Christmas and now I am grinding wheat into fresh flour and making…
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This is my kid. I love him so. I honestly don’t know I ended up with such a compassionate child. He saw me meandering in circles and sadness and asked me to come outside…