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When inspiration strikes

…grab hold of it. I hadn’t planned on spending 10 minutes crouched over my neighbor’s flowers with a macro lens on a sunny Sunday afternoon. But there I was, taking pictures for the heck of it. A part of me thought, “you really need to do this more often.”

Spring coming

“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?” “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” — Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden Well it’s about time, isn’t it?

Time well spent

For my 30th birthday, a dear friend and I retreated to a cabin in West Virginia for a weekend. It was the first time I’d seen her since my son was born. We both have busy, busy lives, so it was a luxury to spend time with each other. Luxury, in a cabin, in West Virginia. Yes, you read that correctly. Limited photos were taken because we were busy reminiscing while building fires, sharing meals, drinking tea, walking icy trails, visiting local coffee shops and talking. So. much. wonderful. talking. All this to say:  don’t forget to celebrate the people in your life. You will never regret it.

Snow much snow

Snow days in March. In Maryland. I used to think we had mild winters here, but I’m beginning to change my mind. So we made the best of it! Heavy coats and warm boots, let’s do this. Same day, just a couple of hours later. Now where’s my hot cocoa?

Throwback Thursday

Looking through old photos tonight and wondering to myself and now to you – how did we get here? Did all of that time really fly by? Quentin is a year old now, and quite the lively little man. This past week has been so cold outside that we must wear our winter jackets before leaving the house. I sit him down on the first step and say “Peanut, it’s time to put on our coat. Please hold out your arms.” Sometimes he listens and cooperates. The rest of the time, he is off the step and already headed toward the kitchen to ponder whether today is the day to knock over the cat’s water and food bowl. Thankfully, when I get to him, he has paused in mischievous contemplation, his plans thwarted for another day. And just like that, I’m a mother to a little boy. Well this mother is looking at baby photos and can’t help but share some. At 2.5 weeks old, he sure did make a good nap buddy. Cue the heart-eyed emojis here. …