bits of home
Between the time change last weekend, our absent children, and this move, the last week has been disorienting and awkward, especially online. We’ve been restoring and repairing our home as we’ve been moving in, and
a brief mid-day hike
I noticed my shirt was inside out while brushing my teeth the other day and realized this is how life feels right now: the same shape and design only with all the frayed threads exposed.
Our Life: Under Construction.
I know. I know. It was all going so well here this spring, writing each week, weaving tales and posting pictures about our life. And then, BAM, nothing. For too long. I promise I will