This week has been so full already. Managing needs. Expectations. My own. Others. Here we are though. The leaves are starting to return to their true colors. This morning our hair was kissed by a sweet breeze. The sky is falling. Around us. The branches still have us in their house.here we are just waiting on our boat to be […]
memory / writing
hope in my hands
I’ve been at it again. collecting books from the library that I really have no time to read. I really can’t help it though. stacks of books are like a comfort food for me. I think it’s because growing up I was surrounded by them. I can remember the first time I went to the public library in my town. […]