A Hiatus…and Hostas

Lucy ran out of the empty room into the passage and found the other three. “It’s all right,” she repeated, “I’ve come back.” “What on earth are you talking about, Lucy?” asked Susan “Why,” said Lucy in amazement, “haven’t you all been wondering where I was?” In one of my favorite scenes from the Lion,…

Daily Glimpses

So, um, things have been rather quiet around here lately. However, it’s not because I’ve stopped taking photos or looking for the beautiful and true. It’s just that in this season Instagram’s platform has been a bit more conducive to consistently capturing and sharing glimpses of such moments in my life. Like this blog, there’s not…

An Impromptu Session

…Because sometimes it’s difficult to summarize a walk with a new friend and her little one, where we enjoyed a classic green, gold, and blue October morning, talked as we walked, and took time to watch our tiny people discover each other and the small patch of earth around them.

Almost there

Rowan’s now six months old, and his nursery is just about done* — not too shabby for this procrastinator… (*Once the natural wood shelves are painted white, I’ll declare it finished.)

Magnolia blooms

Almost a year ago, I sat on the couch in the midst of the dark day when we thought I was losing the child growing inside of me, staring out at the magnolia blooms outside our living room window. Their beauty, even after a late frost had blighted the first buds, reminded me of God’s loving faithfulness,…

Stars

You know those NASA photos of nebulae and far off galaxies? Behind each glowing swirl and whorl of gasses and planets, there is a spread of indigo-violet deep space, pinpricked by the light of distant stars. It’s vast, awe-inducing. And then I look at the plum I bought for a snack. The dense fruit is easily cupped…

Glimpses

In the whirl of charting a course through our new normal, a few things have fallen by the wayside–regular entries in this blog for one. However, this post on reinvigorating creative expression through the sharing of “small written wonderings” has inspired me to follow suit, publishing at least one glimpse into my life, thoughts, or…

Life indoors

This morning I woke to the soft falling of a silvery dust of snow, visible only in the glow emanating from the street lamp outside our bedroom window. As I got up and put the kettle on for tea, great white flurries entered the scene, landing in fluffy drifts more commonly seen on television or movie…