Familiar rhythm softened, worlds discovered within, wool and glowing light.
Packed the girls into the car for a small foraging adventure. With dirty faces, messy hair, and enchantment for whatever came. Picking crab apples as the days grow crisp and the wind bites seems so fitting for October. It’s really the most loveliest of months. …O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow. […]
A dear friend of mine had twin baby boys a few months ago. I knew how important it was to preserve the memories of those first few months for her. Those precious slow days that are the heaviest, most intense days anyone could experience. But they’re also the most fleeting, and tender. These little brothers are now […]
Life has been so full. We soaked up summer as much as we could, school began again. The year continues on in a round bringing newer experiences that are unfamiliar and yet all too easily recognized and compared to similar faded memories. We are at a rounding point of time in this home where we […]
My friend Catherine asked if I would take pictures of her daughter for a very special birthday. She gifted her a locket as a memento of this occasion, and her daughter declared she would put a picture of a moment she always wanted to remember. Her heart, a tangible vessel of mercy.
I’ve often wondered if posting these as late as now, and at a time that doesn’t seem to make logical sense for me is the best move, often wondering if I should wait until there is some correlation so the transition and acceptance is ideal. But I have decided not to be bogged down with […]
The oil light blinked on, and the car engine made an awful noise of metal pieces working their hardest to move. I asked my husband if he thought we should pull off at the next stop. I knew it would put a dent in our timing, we were to be in South Dakota by that […]
In these last few calendar days of summer, I have been clinging. More to our summer memories rather than actual time. Though as I put it in writing they seem one and the same. We began the summer days knowing they were Jane’s last days at home, her last days all to us, filled with […]