Life’s pace is unrelenting. It does not wait or pause. Summer is bleeding into autumn. The days have slipped through my fingers. There are a few decisive moments that root time but the rest escapes me like smoke in the wind. The decisions have felt heavy this year and tomorrow too quickly arrived. I cannot run fast enough to stand still.


Ordinary Days



The homeschool co-op that insists on uniforms.

Kentucky-Tenessee-North Carolina

Birthdays and ordinary days