knitting, drawing, baking, & homemaking my way through motherhood
Something good happened this morning. As I sat down to write in my cozy corner, With the window creaked ajar, Birds softly teasing through the morning air, Coffee breathing on the sill, Palo santo hovering in my lap… Violet woke up. She. Just. Knew …that I was about to do
Last night I was watching Jacob as he squinted through his amber-glass beer bottle, wondering about the color of the liquid inside. It was a familiar beer, one of his favorites in fact, but strangely, he had always drunk it from the bottle. There was an unfamiliarity lurking within, so
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” -Maya Angelou Yesterday morning I was bouncing through the house with Violet on my hip, curlers up, flinging the windows open, and drinking in
