A mosaic of photos for Mother’s Day. Bits of beauty from the past few weeks to share together.
Early morning writing by candlelight.
Layers and textures of clouds overhead.
First lilac in honor of Cascabel and Grandma Grace to bloom.
A new discovery for Friday Night, Family Night. Highly recommend.
Running trail and partner.
Postcard from Switzerland of the incredible library in St. Gallen. Heaven. One day I’ll go.
The guitar inspired by Song in Meadowlark unfolds…
The artist, Jodi Shaw, at work. I must say, this makes me a bit teary.
This photo hangs above my writing desk. I adore. I lose myself in this image and all it evokes. Photographer unknown. Wings to all.
In honor of mothers the world over. My maternal great-grandmother, Lucille Clark, age 13. Or, as I knew her, Grammie Cile.
My grandmother, Janet Clark Richardson.
With my incredible, phenomenal mom.
In honor of beauty, wings, and mothers the world over.