Our neighborhood is so unusual in this day and age of mini-mansions and planned communities and HOAs. It’s not that it wasn’t a planned community, because it is- it’s just nearly a hundred years old. I have to tell you,
– poem courtesy of Soul Gardening Journal.
noticing:: the weariness in my soul this Monday morning. Two weeks of on and off sickness moving through my family have taken their toll. I didn’t do self-care well this weekend and it shows. listening to:: chopin variations. If there
Nourish. It’s the word that keeps coming up every day as I gently move into a new year. 2013 was a hard, difficult year, and I’m very relieved to let it pass into history. It followed two even more hard