outdoors

an invitation to Fall
It seems the end of September has already arrived — the time of year I begin dreaming of wool and blankets and fires and colored leaves and long pants with sweaters, only to remember I
OUR HOMESCHOOL IN PICTURES
  We officially began our new homeschool year last week giving us something more to do with these hot August days. Here’s a bit of what we’ve been up to around here: 1. reading The
sweet goodbyes.
Everything ends at some point. Some endings bring relief, like the end of childbirth or a difficult test or race, while other endings cause a sort of grief, like reaching the bottom of a good
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
{this moment}: chasing cardinals through the garden and over the fence
{this moment}: A Friday ritual. A single photo (or group of photos) capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor, and remember. (Inspired by soulemama) 
final light + our backyard + husband next to me + kids playing + red wine + 65˚ = {this
{this moment}: A Friday ritual. A single photo (or group of photos) capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor, and remember. (inspired by soulemama)
{this moment}: a walk through “the poem of creation”
  {this moment}: A Friday ritual. A single photo (or group of photos) capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor, and remember. (inspired by
the diggers.
Our kids love to dig! Anyone relate? We used to have a sandbox, where they could unleash their shovel-skills, but we had to remove that space when it became the neighborhood cats’ community litter box.