pink on a tuesday

I didn’t plant this tulip. It came up from the dirt beside our backdoor the first spring we lived here. It appeared from strong, green, leafy stems. I remember wondering what color it would turn out to be. Sometimes the best gifts are the ones we didn’t...

a book writing update

My biggest fear in writing this book is that it will be too much: too cheesy, too serious, too silly, too theological, too personal, too generic, too much. And also not enough. And oh, by the way, poorly written. And also irrelevant. So I guess you add up all those...

to breathe

Mentally, I’ve been fighting for stillness, slowness and space. But Reality keeps barging in with her big ways and her long lists. It takes work to create a new reality, as the old one is ever so stubborn. I desperately want this to be a space where I am...

for the love of the mantel

I haven’t posted much in the house-lover category lately. In a way I feel like there isn’t an inch of this house you haven’t already seen. Still, when I heard my sister was doing a mantel linky at her place today, it felt like a great springy thing...

change always comes bearing gifts

“Just because everything is different doesn’t mean anything has changed.” -Irene Peter Remember that post I did on change a few weeks ago? This might be a good time to read it again. {wink}. It was simply time for a change. What you saw on the former...