These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised me. Now, they’ve crept up past my bathroom windowsill and I see them every morning moving in the breeze. I was feeling a little sentimental about them.
You know how I’ve said before that this blog covers some of the tangible, creative side of my life? Well, there’s a reason I haven’t posted for a while. I…
This is what my son interrupted me with the other day. We were at the dinner table and I was going to talk about something that I discovered while…
Spent the whole weekend loving on my children and thinking about the great people God made them to be. Thought I would share.
My pictorial cure for the beginnings of a migraine at 11:47 with the first day of school looming: the unscheduled, colorful, climb-y, lanky, slightly wild things of summer. (my flickr)
These remind me how beautiful everyday things can be. Even the most practical of employments can be an artistic process, not just a finished object. day 249 day 304
This is my progress so far on the Holla Knits Knit Along, which I am fighting the urge to make into a “Knit Ahead.” Though I like to work on…
