The garden is growing.
And so is my knititng.
But most of all, this summer my little girl is growing. She’s made that indescribable crossing from toddler to small child, and there’s every indication she’ll just keep going from here. She’s a joker, an artist, a storyteller, and a joyful liver of life.
The way she is lives so fully in the present is truly teaching me what it means to live in the moment. I am reminded to give her my best as often as I can. The rest of it: the laundry, the crumbs on the counter, even the running of my business, can just wait a minute. Because who would want to miss that look? Not me.