a prancing moose

Perched at the crow's nest I welcome the brewing gale ideal conditions for a feminine travail

her world is magic, and I feel it too.   

In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec...

I count myself with the most fortunate to have little toes to call piggies  and little giggles to tickle out  Her toys sprinkled around our ...

Her heavy limbs find refuge in my softened body. She stirs and  Her eyes blink wide and meet mine with delight.  Please draft a recipe so I ...

 Spence is actual sunshine, and I, the lucky girl who got to marry the sun. I soak in his splendor and marvel at his light. 

 "This is the happiest I've ever been" -SS

 " Like my mother before me, I’ll raise my girl to think she breathes fire."

 

He feels like green-laden fields bathed in sticky summer. I shower in that joy daily.  I wish time would slow down. Maybe then I’d be so ove...

Surrounded by the sweet earth, my worries quiet I try to hear the chorus of the leaves and roots laying testemant to their kind Creator