in an effort to record and dictate all that is beautiful and lovely and simple and small around me, and also in part to discou...

there was a drudge this morning. a physical slowness that hit just about the second my eyes adjusted to the sunshine spilling in across t...

  there was an afternoon this weekend when i tried my best to pull weeds from the flowerbeds in front of the house. i dug my nails into...

   via even though we swore up and down that we weren't going to give each other gifts for christmas because we took our trip the w...

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around midnight, all my appliances start glowing. my laptop casts a pretty blue light around the office, my cell phone glows in the dark b...

via robert and i drove down the road yesterday in the balmy carolina summer air. the kind that hangs stagnant without relief of breeze. w...

via i apologize for the silence in these parts lately. truth is, i've been super busy. so busy that when robert surprised me at work ...

 via one day in september, there was an afternoon where the cool, midday sun hung in the trees for hours. i was fourteen and still swi...

so they went out in the boat, but they caught nothing all night...at dawn, Jesus was standing on the beach, but the disciples couldn't ...

i have an old leather journal my friend brought back from italy my senior year of high school. i wrote john mayer lyrics in it at first, t...

  first: thank you all for the sweet birthday wishes and prayers for my presentation. i  have never in my entire life felt the Spirit so t...

image over the weekend, i read this interesting blog post. the essay is written by bronnie ware, a former palliative care nurse. during ...

it usually happens when i'm on my side in bed, one hand propped under the cotton pillowcase and the other hanging loosely above my head....

 xxx i am thankful for a windowsill this morning. a ledge upon which to balance my mug. a warm tea i'm beginning to love, with honey to...

i know this isn't a trick of gravity, but it's just fun. and somehow relates to my post. we may or may not have let this stand for t...

 xxx   it is the journey of my life to find the answer. to seek to understand, wrap my little mind around, the tangible concept. it's wh...

the sight of my eyebrows in the bathroom mirror confirmed it. the neat arches had given way to furry little blobs spawning renegade hairs,...

 via i wrote a paragraph on friday night. it was succinct and short and simply an introduction. but i loved it. the first five lines of...

love, i used to think it was the church bells that were my favorite sound. sitting on the front porch swing at two in the afternoon when ...