snippets of summer

enjoying life. smelling the flowers as much as possible. being asked to “drive” the Jeep off road out of a HUGE, DEEP, MUDDY hole… this angle does it no justice!  i got us out though, stellar off-roader that i pretend to be. enjoying the sunshine on this beauty’s face as much as i possibly can

share your blooms

if you have a gift, you are given that gift by the Creator to share. you may be funny like ellen degeneres. you may be kind like mother teresa. you may be joyful like a child after scoring their first goal. whatever it may be, it MATTERS. a strong voice for the needy, a gentle

genesis in the blossoms

the long winter has warmed. our sweet Spring has stored her winter blanket for anew. the brown, crisp grasses have given way to new growth.  green hope. this life is meant for twirling your skirt in the sun, and recovering the roots of spirit, with dirty fingertips. i embrace this time with a straw hat,

random thought thursday:: ranunculus edition

ranunculus. is the plural ranunculaii??   i am obsessed & want to grow some this year. i keep seeing people post pictures of their gorgeous blue mason jars full of a bouquet of them. where do you buy them in bouquets? trader joes? farmer’s markets?  where??? (i am desperately seeking ranunculussssessssss.) source i am obsessed,

tank full tuesday

certain things help your tank fill up. these are some of those lately from my view: my people being themselves and so so happy and excited before their trip this past august.  and more importantly, planning one of these adventures, for all of us, for next summer. getting inspired for the flowers of next year…by

a new kind to try

your story is not ordinary if it’s your story.  because, you are not ordinary, if you’re you. trying on my uniqueness, as i’ve finally come home to it.  and it feels raw, novel, a bit too loosey goosey still, & absolutely, refreshingly, nice.   and to quote one of my favorites ~ “it takes courage

random thought thursday:: rodent retirement homes

i have not written. i have not wanted to write. i have not wanted anything but to be left alone. and that is hard to type out since i know it’s us that makes me better. me + you  = better. i have had a change in perspective. not huge, not overly dramatic. just that,

quietest voice

sometimes the quietest voice heeds the loudest boom. who or what are you listening to?  watching?  is it uplifting to you?  are they making you feel peace?  is it filling you with kindness and happiness?  what about that person or thing is something you’d like to listen to more? just thoughts on a tuesday. peace

little green heart

♥ i want LOVE to grow here. i want UNDERSTANDING to sprout up everywhere.  i want FORGIVENESS to ripen within everyone’s hearts. i want HUMILITY to take root in all that we speak.  i want HUMOR to multiply, and help with those threatening times of uncertainty, but not at ANYONE’S feelings or cost.  i want

bloom

i think that the flowers in bloom, full bloom, for everyone to witness, becoming intoxicated with their exotic fragrances, hypnotize people with their beauty. so that even if they have a little too many sun(spots) or are over-watered from too much care, they shout with bursts of petal:  we are mature, we grew up, we are