Hello, Autumn. Bright lights fading fast, blown hither and nigh. Twisted tale, simple sail, birth to end, a diecast in the green. Some mornings I lie in bed and can’t get up, the window shades close and tight, the sheets so cozy and warm, the day ahead unclear, a feeling it won’t go right, my…
Tag: PNW living
Mornings at Blakely Harbor.
Brian captured some of the quiet beauty of a sunny almost-Spring morning at Blakely Harbor this morning. The scent of apple blossoms was heady. What a way to wipe sleep from our eyes and start the day with a few moments of time together. This day. It’s spectacular. It’s lemony sun and apple blossom clouds…
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Endorphin blast.
We woke this morning to riotous springtime birdsong and sun–precious, blessed sun–blasting through our bedroom window. Our rooster was crowing his head off, surprising even himself with his bantam lung power, I am sure. The poor girls trapped in the henhouse were pretty grumpy when the kids finally arrived to let them out. We gathered…
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Treasures at Blakely Harbor.
“Most people don’t know how brave they really are. In fact, many potential heroes, both men and women, live out their lives in self-doubt. If they only knew they had these deep resources, it would help give them the self-reliance to meet most problems, even a big crisis.” –R.E. Chambers Dawn was dusting off the…
