There’s just something about a beautiful, cozy garden that looks a bit wild and free that makes me feel so at home and humbled. While I can appreciate a manicured appearance, and certainly understand the purpose in maintaining such a clean-cut garden, it doesn’t quite spark the same kind of joy as the wilder one. Whenever I see a garden with a few overgrown vines here and there, and rows …
Patents, we are strong, we are resilient, we are fierce, and we are able! We can do anything, right? Well, almost. Listen, I’m an optimist to a fault. I’ve been told I see through rose-colored sunglasses even, but I can’t really see the problem with that – especially after this past year we all just had. When I set my eyes on a goal, I set out to achieve it …
More than likely your baby’s first word will be shockingly sudden and unexpected. At least in my experience that’s usually how it goes. You’ll spend months and months working on marathon training, trying to get “Mama” to stick… …and then “DADA!” We honestly weren’t trying too hard to have our daughter’s first word to be one thing or another. However, it was probably still an unspoken competition between my husband …
Honestly, I have been a lifelong lover of all things gardening. As a child, I was able to have my own “gardens” – which were just areas my mom designated to me where she’d give me a couple of paperwhites and daylilies to see if I could keep them alive. After the second year of having my garden, I especially remember the pride I felt knowing the plants were thriving. …
Nature has such a profound way of determining my daily activities. It’s been like this for as long as I can remember. I remember choosing to garden over whatever it was little nine-year-old girls my age were doing after school. I distinctly remember tackling the giant chunk of azaleas that had been overtaken by wild blackberry bushes. Though it cut my hands, I didn’t wear gloves when I pulled the …