I'm preparing this post a short six days before school starts.Not ready for the routine- the early mornings, the lunches packed, the homework, the cooler weather.
Already missing our summer. It was a good one, maybe one of the best.
Thanks July. 
Bubbles
We made it home in the early hours of this morning,after twelve days on vacation.It was spent seeing lots of extended family, we hadn't seen in too long, as well as a 4-day roadtrip.
But today, we're being mellow, after 15 hours of traveling (three flights + layovers). Admiring the excitement of our kids, as they find their rooms, their toys, their home, just as it was less than two weeks ago.
& I sift through photos, anxious to return to our time away.
10-on-10: August
'A little rain and a little sunand a little pearly dew and a pushing up and a reaching out. Then leaves and tendrils all about!' -Children's Song, 1800s
We grew stuff, and it's exciting. Big plans and little knowledge is how we jumped in, and we're chowing down on fresh lettuce, kale and broccoli, with lots more to soon join our dinner table.
Our experimental year has been a success.
Kids Were Here
'If you must look back,do so forgivingly. If you must look forward, do so prayerfully. However, the wisest thing you can do is be present in the present... gratefully.' -Maya Angelou
deep cleaning the house involved sweeping out the boys' room- under the dresser and the beds, stripping the sheets, dusting.
and this doll greeted me from the other end of the broom, with whispers of 'she found the doll!'
I hope this isn't the start of 'things I find under my boys' beds...'
her boys
each day it becomes more and more evident.these boys will teach her more than I can ever try.
That Sweet Salty Sea
their childhood song is filled withthis special place, the one that forms their memories deep in their souls, the place that brings them more joy than they yet know.
it's filled with
the fresh salty air the lullabies sung by the waves their treasures found at the sea-
