what I’ve been reading.

In the past weeks, we’ve had snow and only days later, 80 degree sunshine. We’ve battled the flu and once recovered, sang happy birthday to friends. We celebrated the birth of my very first nephew and have delighted in every single photo of his sweet face. We’ve picked bouquets from our yard and chased butterflies….

something small.

I’m grateful for picking a bouquet from my own small garden today. There wasn’t much love given to our property before it became ours. Sometimes that feels overwhelming when I see all that needs to be done. But today I’m grateful for the reminder that doing something small is still doing something. I dream of…