The trees like black lace against the blue glow pale light of fading sky
The wee father bird with vibrant red head perched on the fence post watching, watching… over his sweet little mate while she ate her full
standing side by side with my love together- the weather so balmy and beautiful and us, trying to take in all that Maryland skyscape…and being able to share in it together and I so heartfelt glad to be there with him … behold all the color and shape…sunset glinting everything pink and gold and every kind of cloud glory… and then
evening driving home with a sweet son next to me and I declare and I truly do declare that these skies are just as glorious as our mountains are/were to us. They are. There is just nothing like it.
the “rainbow maker” crystal at last hanging in the window… and we wait for it. (And I do think for a moment- that Pollyanna made it look so easy and this really isn’t easy at all) But, even so, we wait for it with hope and now, every sunshine afternoon- the whole kitchen, ceiling, down the hallway bedecked with wee, happy rainbows… and when we send the ball gently spinning. O! Rainbow makers for my rainbow delighted girl.
the rings on our fingers glinting gold with weathered promise
how the blue bird always alights on the lamp post and I never lose that feeling of gratefulness… O blue bird, here.
the Lord – just speaking to my heart- quietly-
when I am able to make the perfect cup of coffee- wee bit of dark cocoa, some collagen, coconut sugar, vanilla nutpods. So so good. Coffee happiness.
a night out with my girl and GirlClub
home-made hoagie for Asher and a sausage sandwich- teen man food. Love.
Sunlight and breeze
A week at home
And now… photos… end of May through June