the kitchen is clean, the kids are in bed, the dogs are quiet, i’m on the couch with jerry, this moment is good.
i’ve felt subtle waves of loneliness as i think of the changes coming, of friends moving away, of people living with loss.
but out to the sun, to building fire, to blowing bubbles, to warming pancakes, to learning a new ukulele chord, to jumping, to building, to sitting on the porch.
we’re welcoming this warm spring, making sure the lists aren’t too long.
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