lemons and three

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lemons cut and juiced
simple syrup made
water added, stirred
poured over ice
three straws
because straws are fun
and we sit, we three
and we sip, we three
and we toast, we three
to a summer day

 

 

wishing you time to toast the good bits of your life and

sending a little love your way, m

 

p.s. playing along with bella at 52 photos project.  click here to see what others are enjoying this summer!

 

 

 

 

:: noticing the moments ::

taking some time to reflect upon my week…
today i’m sharing photographs only with you.
a picture is worth a thousand words, after all.  here are 7,000 or so for you.

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i hope the moments and stories of your week filled you up.

sending a little love your way, m

 

 

desire {a.k.a. flowers}

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i’ve had gardens in years past…gardens that produced greens and squashes and peppers and such.  it was pretty great to gather and then enjoy the harvest.  but the past few seasons have left me feeling depleted, deflated, defeated.  the deer and stink bugs eating what they shouldn’t, my kids not eating what they should.  this year i knew i wanted the garden to be different.

and so…

there are two tomato plants, one pepper plant, a sprinkling of onions, a few herbs, and…flowers.  lots of flowers.  without planning or plotting, the kids and i went to the nearby garden store weeks ago and bought packets of seeds of all things pretty…cosmos, zinnia, sunflower, lupine, columbine, poppies, larkspur, sweet pea.  i let the kids plant what they wanted in their plots and i took the remaining seeds and scattered…liberally, freely, happily.

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my wish this summer was to grow beautiful flowers to enjoy outside as well as inside.  i didn’t want to worry about vegetables growing or not growing, or growing but not getting eaten {or getting eaten by furry beings}.  i simply wanted to grow a patch of beauty.

this summer, there is beauty.  stepping outside our back door, i gaze to my right and sigh a sweet sigh…every single time. right now the cosmos and zinnias are in full bloom, the four o’clocks are budding, and i can’t wait for the rest to follow. there is no stress or worry in the garden…just flowers everywhere.

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and this makes me very, very happy.

sending a little love your way, m

 

p.s. playing along and weaving words with july prompt-a-day.

:: consider this ::

a little inspirational image + quote for you, followed by a prompt.  to simply read.  to explore with words or paint.  to capture in a photograph of your own. to consider while you walk or sip or breathe.  take it.  allow it to seep into your consciousness.  go, dearest…

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now consider this:  **in what ways am i large?  in what ways am i small?  am at peace with all my pieces?**

 

sending a little love your way, m

 

 

littleness

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i like the littleness of things.  little blooms, little stones, little kisses.  little waves on the beach, little jokes thrown into a conversation.  a little pinch of sugar atop blueberry muffins before baking, a little crush of fresh pepper atop a salad.  i sometimes get lost in bigness, get lost in fear, get lost in assumptions.  but mostly, i try to inhabit the little bits of my life.  i want my tiny moments.  if you’ve read my blog or followed me on instagram for any length of time, you know i’m keen on the small moments.  i know there have been times in my life when i rushed through, plowed through, stumbled through.  and i still stumble, in truth.  but the stumbles these days are done with a different level of awareness.  i know they don’t equal my life; they’re just a part of my life…and i can move from that part onto a new part.  i can take one step and then another; i can take a big step or i can take a little step. either way, i just need to take a step…i just need to keep moving.  and so i do.  and as i keep moving, i endeavor to celebrate the littleness.   little clouds, little hugs, little smiles.  little bodies crawling into bed with me and my husband, little dianthus blooms on my bathroom sink.  yes, i do like the little.

 

sending a little love your way, m

 

p.s. so pleased to share one of my little bits with leonie over at her beautifully curated space weekends collected.  do you have a weekend story you’d like to share too?  she’s accepting submissions…