A kind of love letter
Sprout is six months old. Already. I feel a lump at the back of my throat when I write those words. When I think of him, the space inside my ribcage hardly feels big enough to contain the feeling I have for him: like a thousand rainbow helium balloons all lifting, lifting skyward. I want [...]
Ho-Hum.
Today the rain is falling and I can’t put two and two together to make anything even close to resembling four. I have cold feet and fingers and I keep forgetting things. Out the window and the ornamental crabapple has blossoms on a single branch. Now. At the brink of September, after a summer that [...]
Monday crushes
Zoom! That was just the entire month of August flying by. I cannot believe how quickly it has gone. One week until September. Already there are fallen leaves on the lawn. I wanted to share a few things I have been crushing on today: This darling little clock project. This glorious sketchbook series and this [...]
August.
I have been writing posts in my head all week. I’ve been swamped, and I love it. I’m doing copy editing. Being paid to write. Life is good. Except. I haven’t had a scrap of time to write–on my novel, or here. Still trying to find balance. Always this. Is there such a thing? I [...]

