Sometimes Mondays look like autumn leaves scattered across the patio.
Sometimes Mondays look like the autumn sedum doing its autumn thing.
I slow-roast grape tomatoes and try not to eat them all before storing them in the mason jar. It’s hard to restrain myself. While cleaning, I find the note my daughter wrote to me when she was very little: I love you. I hope your nose fells [sic] better. I find this note each time [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like getting ready (or not getting ready) for a walk.
I’ll tell you why this isn’t a contest. Because I don’t care. Don’t contestants need to care, need to have a vested interest in order to actually compete? It’s not that I don’t care about anything, because I do (oh, I do) – but I don’t care about being better than you or being perfect (whatever [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like iced chai on the porch with my favorite girl.
Hello, hello. I'm just popping in today to remind you that the next round of Just Five Things begins this coming Monday (September 7). Working within the structure of handwritten lists, we'll explore prompts that center on resetting-recharging-redirecting. It's a good time of year (especially this year) to explore such prompts, yes? As always, this [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like casting on and beginning something new. P.S. Just Five Things begins next Monday. Click here to join us. xo
A quiet journaling series. Read here to learn more about following along from June 19 – August 28. As inspired, please share in the comments below + use #atinybitofquiet on Instagram. Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries.Without them, humanity cannot survive.~ Dalai Lama ~ • Who (and what) do you love? [...]
Sometimes Mondays look like zinnias.