
There were fireflies. . . . → Read More: a little more 2024
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![]() There were fireflies. . . . → Read More: a little more 2024 ![]() Until next year, Kodiak. . . . → Read More: kodiak august edition ![]() A long-held dream comes true. . . . → Read More: banner day ![]() At some point the next day I will remember that it doesn’t matter what the reading on the gratitude gauge says, what matters is showing up for it. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ hope and home ![]() I am grateful for hope, which appears in this moment not as a thing with feathers, but with fur. . . . → Read More: ~thankful thursday~ everywhere and nowhere ![]() On the farthest stretch, the crabs are less accustomed to having to hide from hikers, and they plop and tumble into tidepools, scuttle and skitter under eelgrass clumps. . . . → Read More: tidepool immersion~blue inside ![]() Hundreds of geese huddled along the edge of the bay as we drove through foggy smoke after picking up pizza for date night at home. Robins had sat in the grass all day looking stunned. So much dryness. So much stillness after such a turbulent wind. The lawn crunched under my feet as I pick pears up off the ground, embarrassed by the plenty falling into my hands while others are losing everything, or still waiting to hear the outcomes of their everything. . . . → Read More: ~summer shorts~ a list of emptied spaces |
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