Did I share:

about the blueberry picking?





The high diver


The lost tooth

That we LOST.
The ghost story

We released our butterflies last week
a hard lesson in life cylces,
letting go really is the hardest part

beliveing they will fly away and be okay
takes so much faith for a mother


Even a 6 year old mother

Like many families there was one that couldn't leave the nest

Our little one wing.

When it came time to set the others free
we knew it wouldn't be fair to let her out into the wild world.
So she came back in to live the rest of her days with us.
She survived for many weeks with only one wing.

We have placed her on the nature table now.
To rest in peace among the many other memories from summer.





Sometimes a quiet child doesn't mean that you will need a new lipstick
or a supersize box of magic erasers.
Sometimes it means they are creating a masterpiece.

I love this newest instillation in our living room.
It is built inside an antique baguette server
that I nabbed from my sister on my last visit home.

We were at a loss for what these could be used for in our own homes
finally after much debate we realized they perfectly hold cheese, crackers and apple slices
What a lovely way to serve a normal snack.

Not that I ever got around to using it that way.
No it has sat on the shelf just as my sister's has.

And now I know why.
It was calling to the children

Build on me,
I am your vessel.

Make the mundane the joyous.

The simple sublime.



Thank you for this lovely treat,
which ever quiet child did it.
It has brought a dreamy quality to an otherwise utilitarian piece of art.