holding space…

When I was seventeen years old, I was unmarried and terrified while wearing only a hospital gown in an early morning emergency room. I had woken up to a pooling of blood, on a friend's couch, and assured that this was something a pregnant girl did not want to experience. Prior to that morning, I [...]

september scent…

Our first apartment was this great little space, loaded with character and charm. Though we have lived in many different homes over the past twenty seven years, that first place may have been the greatest, at least where uniqueness was considered... We had moved in, in May. The carved wood french style front doors sat [...]

an afternoon…

an afternoon…

The afternoon sun poured through the windows. The breeze carried with it the songs of the birds, high in treetops. Full disclose, though I sat curled up with a book, a notebook and a pen, in the coziest chair my sunporch holds, this is not that porch. I absolutely adore this image from Arno Smit. [...]