slowly breaking through


we actually saw the sun for awhile today, after such a sheer drudgery of a freezing, grey, & windblown march as i can’t recall. spring is not normally my favorite season but this year I can’t wait for the mud & buds & balm.

until then, another week of space heaters, wool coats, & chapped hands.

first, though, a weekend of books & playdates & maybe some knitting & cooking in between all of the normal chores that keep our lives ticking along.

I hope you enjoy yours, all the simplest nice things of beauty & peace.