This week I took a hike for my birthday, drank two tiny coffees each morning, made ciabatta bread, organized a stack of upcoming reading.
Continue ReadingThis week I took a hike for my birthday, drank two tiny coffees each morning, made ciabatta bread, organized a stack of upcoming reading.
Continue ReadingAfter resolving to make more art in 2026, I looked at my most recent piece every day. It wasn’t perfect you know. I’m not well-trained but I have a good enough eye to know that my work could be better. I quickly realized that my good enough eye was going to prevent me from making […]
Continue ReadingOn my way out of the bookstore, I caught the attention of the owner. A few weeks ago, he helped me pick a book for my oldest son, who is intellectually disabled and autistic, and my son had loved the gift. The owner walked me around the store, asking me questions about my son, and […]
Continue ReadingOver Christmas break, we played games, read books, made art, went to visit friends and family. We took a family photo with my 94 year old mamaw and came back home all in one piece. Most of the pictures have the boys faces in them and they are wonderful and cute and I still don’t […]
Continue ReadingWe got home from our holiday trip today. We pulled in today to a slightly musty smell (our bonus daughter stayed here the whole time; it wasn’t an empty house. Does the house just smell and I’m used to it??) and a stack of boxes. On the drive, I pointed out the rest area where […]
Continue ReadingI’ve been reading The Book of Delights by Ross Gay, which is unequivocally a book for me. Years ago, I used the hashtag “chasing tiny delights” and chronicled the beautiful gifts of my life. It fed a gratitude practice and, while it sounds overdone, I do believe it has changed my life. Reading his book […]
Continue Reading16 years ago when I was pregnant with our oldest son, I made some chalk pastel drawings for his nursery. I crouched in the floor and worked and worked on them. I still love them. I did another set sometime later. And then, after that, I barely touched the pastels. Maybe because they are super […]
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