Oh, January. The magic of the holidays has passed. The days are dark and cold. Spring feels like a lifetime away. Winter can be so tough in this part of the world. I needed a little cheering up so I decided to make a fun, little “Winter Bucket List” of things that we can do in the coming couple of months to keep our spirits up. I wanted to share…
seasons
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And all at once…
“And all at once, summer collapsed into fall.” Hello, dear friend. How are you? I hope that you are okay. These times are heavy, I know. I saw an article the other day titled, “When Did We All Become So Miserable?” It broke my heart.…
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// my thoughts on Mother’s Day morning; 05.09.21 🌸
In spring, the blossoming trees bloom with so much beautiful ferocity that sometimes I think they might alight in fire & just begin to float away toward heaven. Because it has to be magic. It has to be something not of this earth. I hold…
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Springtime Favorites
Pulling out a few of our favorite springtime things for after school reading & spelling practice today. It’s been raining nearly nonstop these last couple of days. Hello, April showers. The magnolia trees and cherry trees are dropping their blossoms to the earth, making the…
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I always have.
“And now that you don’t have to be perfect, you can be good.” I am sitting at my desk. It’s Monday morning. I am trying to work but mostly I’m just distracted by the beautiful cacophonous laughter of my babies playing in the next room,…
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they look like dreams;
“My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t know that they are naked there is something burning in here.” –Andrea Gibson December// We are sitting in a hot tub in the dead of winter, falling in love. It is far below freezing…
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☼ HE IS RISEN! ☼ // Easter 2018
“I want to be part of the fellowship of the broken. The fellowship of the broken believe that suffering is a gift He entrusted to us and He can be trusted to make the suffering into a gift. The fellowship of the broken take up…
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Beauty in Darkness // Winter
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’” Over the weekend,…