Before: During: click here After: I feel like inventing a ribbon to stick on the back of my van. “Orthodontic Awareness.” After two years of treatment, I am officially a survivor. ***** Top & bottom photo credit: my dear friend Shaunda Stoltzfus
I love how luminosity can wrap itself around a simple vase of fresh herbs on my kitchen sink, and make the world worth living in.
What do children think of, waiting for the train to start? Why do they even have that dark tunnel? Why does the giraffe wrap his tongue around the railing? He does it every year. How did my baby get so big so fast? I am shattered by her pigtails. Erie Zoo, Erie Pennsylvania
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Please meet our new puppy, Penny. She looks to me like one part beagle, one part spaniel, and one part UFO. We are overcome. Completely overcome. What do you like about April?
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Walking through the woods, I found a little door. I’m sure I saw a welcome mat laid down, curled from waiting. I’d like to stop in for tea sipped from an acorn cup, and some sweet nut cakes. I’d like to forget that I’m adult, that there are dirty dishes and bad news waiting in
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Confession: This is how I generally feel about winter. Poorly-planned landscapes. Gray on gray. Gray on gray. Today I went on a little Expotition to the North Pole (as Pooh) to see if I could find something more inspiring than the above. Anything green, anything growing. Guess what? The earth has layers. (Incidentally, this post
Confession: I have outgrown many things, but never my love of kittens. I found these in my shed last week… …four darling balls of fluff! I can hear my father groaning in the background. Ryan too. Neither of them has been successful in breaking me of this habit of cats. I love cats. They are
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Confession: I love to lose myself in projects. And my happiest ones make me feel like a child patting mud pies, not going anywhere in particular, dreaming of an idea that keeps morphing, savoring the delightful sense of having all the time in the world to do this, just for fun. (…introducing holy escape #2…) My
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Confession: God has been so good to us. A year ago I was packing boxes, preparing for our first move of three in eight months. I was dreaming of living in The Gray House someday, but felt like Abraham beginning a journey-with-an-unknown-destination. I put a time capsule note on the bottom of one of the
