wildly

I saw these flowers blooming in the backyard. Oddly placed, amongst tall grass. A subtle reminder that beauty blooms despite a plan. I know I write often about flowers and nature. Growth. That sort of thing. I suppose because I personally see many analogies in this aspect of the world. And I enjoy the outdoors, … More wildly

who am I?

I spend a great deal of time thinking. Which does not mean I am necessarily any smarter, wiser, or better equipped than the person who does not spend a great deal of time thinking. It simply means…I think a lot. Something I consider, when I contemplate my existence, is who am I?┬áNot necessarily in some … More who am I?

bloom

I enjoy growing things. As in plants. I am not exactly a crazy plant lady at this point in my life. But I dabble. Not generally a fan of dabblers, I am hesitant to admit it. Yet I did, just a couple sentences back. I am a dabbler when it comes to growing plants, flowers, … More bloom

story time

I’ve had the privilege of hearing a variety of stories lately. Straight from the people who have lived or are living the situation. I’ve also shared bits and parts of my story recently. And I’ve found people are appreciative I’ve told it, just as I am to hear others tell theirs. I don’t believe you … More story time