Lazy Bum Sanctuary
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
That’s the name my son gave those times when we just lay around and read or do nothing together, piled on the couch, our bed, or in hammocks.
(365 Day 139 Photo)
It’s usually a Sunday ritual.
(365 Day 10 Photo)
Bringing back all those crusty junior high band uniform memories.
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)
Planting my garden this year was a small act of faith. I didn’t feel like working in it, haven’t felt like it for a couple of years, but so hoped…
Having lived away from my family for several years, I try to make the most of being back at my hometown. What a blessing to be able to sit on…
Napoleon said it best. That’s going to be me this year, and not just when it comes to crafting. I found my Fade. From top left, clockwise: Madelinetosh- Reindeer, Knit…
Here’s a peek into our lives via instagram. My daughter graduated, my son went on a mission trip to Arlington, they had church camps, we’ve run and rode our bikes,…