life
lately {phone edition}
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. — Marcus Aurelius I’ve been thinking on these words
spilled milk | mess
I’m thrilled (and honored and any other exciting adjective) to announce my invitation to collaborate on this beautiful project, Spilled Milk. “Spilled Milk is a collaborative photography blog, featuring a collection of photographs from 19
a hundred times before
You need something to open up a new door To show you something you seen before But overlooked a hundred times or more You need something to open your eyes You need something to make
the table | common, everyday life
As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. ― Laura Ingalls Wilder I
lately
Everything is a grace, everything is the direct effect of our father’s love — difficulties, contradictions, humiliations, all the soul’s miseries, her burdens, her needs — everything, because through them, she learns humility, realizes her
a nostalgic longing
Many of us who aren’t farmers or gardeners still have some element of farm nostalgia in our family past, real or imagined: a secret longing for some connection to a life where a rooster crows
you are my sunshine
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. -Kurt Vonnegut It’s mid-February and already our trees are birthing
t a k e i t s l o w.
I completely understand now how so many friends have traded in blogging for other social medias; Android finally advanced with Instagram, and suddenly my visual journal consumes the written one. Words? What words? In all