I remember watching my mom crochet when I was tiny. I would watch the yarn slide through her fingers and her hook do a little dance and, in the end, there would be a beautiful blanket where a ball of yarn used to be. My mom taught me how to crochet when I was still pretty little…maybe six or seven,…
Births by Pablo Neruda We will never remember dying. We were so patient about being, noting down the numbers, the days, the years and the months, the hair, the mouths we kissed, but that moment of dying: we surrender it without a note, we give it to others as remembrance, or we give it simply to water, to water, to air,…
With the big meal less than 24 hours away, there’s a whole lot of prepping (and a whole lot of reflecting) going on around here! We are incredibly blessed and have much to be thankful for this year! Each year for dinner (which is usually eaten right around 3:00 pm) I stick mostly to the old favorites (here and here) while trying…
…When your daughter eats it like an apple 😉
{this moment inspired by Soule Mama} If you feel inspired to share your moment, please leave a link to your moment in the comments below for all to see.
I’ve been a little MIA from this space for about a week now due to the big work fundraiser (our annual Arts & Crafts Show) I mentioned last week and then a little (way over-due) vacation! Have you ever gotten back from a vacation and felt like you needed a vacation to recover? Yep, that’s where I’m at after getting…
