I’m still here, floating with my head just above the surface. We’ve entered the season of traveling, so the weekends are full to the brim, spilling over into the work weeks. The photo above was taken at my niece’s first birthday celebration. She’s studying her new plate that E painted for her. I’ll be back soon,…
Author: thirdstoryies
wednesday morning(s) in the garden
I keep telling her that this is our last garden morning for the season. We expect it to get cold and drizzly and damp, but it doesn’t. So we take them, these gifts, for as long as they are there. The holiday lights will be lit this weekend, the installation is wrapping up. It’s been…
what do we do now?
To be quite honest, it’s hard to open up the imaginary “cover” on this journal, and see that photo of the girls and I on Tuesday staring back at me. I’ve had to back away from this space for a few days to catch my breath. It’s not that I haven’t been writing or talking…