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relinquish
the four of us in the yard with a spring sun upon our backs arms faces wheelbarrow and shovels and gloves dirtied hands and knees and the clearest of minds it is work no doubt but my heart feels...
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desire {a.k.a. flowers}
i’ve had gardens in years past…gardens that produced greens and squashes and peppers and such. it was pretty great to gather and then enjoy the harvest. but the past few seasons have left me feeling...
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:: noticing the moments ::
taking some time to reflect upon my week… :: a slight love affair with the tomatoes coming in…if you follow me on instagram, you know the story :: french toast for dinner :: the kids making movies ::...
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dear garden
every time i head out to the garden – this summer, last summer, ever – i vastly underestimate the amount of time a given task is going to take me. i think i’m heading out to weed for thirty minutes...
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:: Sometimes Mondays ::
Sometimes Mondays look like more weed pulling…even though all of Sunday was spent doing just that…there are still more {and they’re almost pretty}. An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet...
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:: Sometimes Mondays ::
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like transplanting (and loving) the basil. Filed under: sometimes mondays
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:: Sometimes Mondays ::
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like a pretty new watering can. ***A note to remind you that registration is open for the next round of Just 5...
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:: Sometimes Mondays ::
An ongoing series of Monday snapshots and quiet reflections. Sometimes Mondays look like planting flower seeds before the rain. ***Just a few days left to register for the next round of Just 5...
View ArticleThank You, Mother Nature
I feel like I have so much to say. Then again, I feel like I don’t have much to say at all. The feeling about which I wrote last week is staying with me. I am resting again with flowers. I haven’t...
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