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  • An Amazing Human

    I don’t write about my daughter in great detail and won’t tell her this is publishing because she’ll cry, but I’d rather apologize later than ask permission. She’s always had a love for ‘the brand’. When we used to go… Continue reading

    An Amazing Human
  • Sober

    No more 9am haircut appointments. Stumbling into the salon, I trust my hairdresser to do what’s best to my hair, but he said something about ‘short’. I’ve been letting it grow out for months, but today we’re back to short!… Continue reading

    Sober
  • I See Red

    In 2020, the outdoor bench came into the yard and it’s at the top of the list of ‘best purchases’ made while living here. It soothes my soul seeing it sitting by the firepit while looking out a window and… Continue reading

    I See Red
  • Bloom in Silence

    The Crepe Myrtle was here when we moved in. It was planted, but not nurtured, so it didn’t know the power it held. I learned when and how to cut it back so it could rest off season. Each year… Continue reading

    Bloom in Silence
  • Becoming

    I don’t bounce out of bed every morning with a smile on my face, but that’s the goal. As a matter of fact, not bouncing is my first clue. If I choose to lay in bed and let my mind… Continue reading

    Becoming
  • Uncoil the Hose

    There are all kinds of gadgets to keep watering hoses organized and most are designed to keep it tightly coiled. For decades, every aspect of my life was wound tight like a watering hose. Last summer, I purchased a large,… Continue reading

    Uncoil the Hose
  • Ease into August

    I left the music playing in the house as I walked outside to care for the flowers. Stepping back inside to grab a glass of water, this song was playing. As the water filled my glass my eyes well up… Continue reading

    Ease into August
  • Cooking for One

    Working from home I get hungry, but it’s hard to stop and fix something nourishing. I don’t get hungry early, so before noon, I’ll drink a Kachava and that get’s me through to an afternoon snack, or early dinner. Drinking… Continue reading

    Cooking for One
  • The Crunchy Season

    A friend in the neighborhood has been traveling over the summer, so I’ve been keeping her flowers watered while she’s away. She mentioned looking out the widow of the airplane while landing in Texas and everything looked dead. What she… Continue reading

    The Crunchy Season
  • Good Orderly Direction

    Over the weekend, I walked through a fine example of how God shows off in my life. When people suggest listening to that ‘still small voice’, you can trust it. I pulled the stool up to my typewriter, inserted paper… Continue reading

    Good Orderly Direction
  • My Father’s Daughter

    To work in the yard, I wear similar clothing fondly referred to as ‘yard clothes’. A pair of lightweight Capri pants, a white, V-neck, men’s undershirt, ankle socks and yard shoes which resemble last year’s sneakers. Daddy was a gardener… Continue reading

    My Father’s Daughter