Here we are on the cusp of June, and summer is waving.
The wheels of creativity and productivity are moving…ever so slowly.
The grass has withered above ground, but its roots are gathering strength for the long dry season.
I am gathering the strength to ask where I’m going next, and weighing the importance of it all next to the lives of the ones that are mine and yet turning into their own, and growing their needs and their schedules. It all is slowly striking a balance that I think might work, and we have the summer to relish and learn and hopefully not drive each other too crazy.
Remember this life, remember to live each day and breathe it in.
tea tree oil
marching band uniform
uncured hot dogs
ancient orange cat