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This will be short and sweet. I’ll mention ahead of time that I did not take pictures along the way because my one year participated…

Why changing with the seasons is the best thing for my mental wellness

Change is good. I don’t care what anyone says. My opinion is that change is GOOD. Just like a deciduous tree we need to shed…

I’ve never kept birds. Not even as a regular pet. My mom had one when she was younger called Henry. It was a green something…

I have had many friends in my 29 years. From across a number of states. In my maiden days, I traveled as often as I…

The seasons are shifting. Leaves fall whether they want to or not. The trees strip down to bare branches and trunks; revealing everything for the…

I’m not a minimalist. Nor have I ever claimed to be one. There was a point in my life where I lived with my parents,…

Recently, I wrote about those times in our lives of “feast or famine“, and how that comes to fruition for us. And for me personally,…

As I am sitting down to write this, the sun is just barely peeking over the trees. My one-year-old and I woke up a little…

Once there was a baby chick. A blue laced Wynadotte of brown and black with grayish blue hues running through its feathers. It was a…

At one point, the wooden spoon I’m mixing my sons oatmeal with was a tree. It was a living, breathing organism that has magically been…