Winding Down on Verdant Tinctures
Last day of our Indian Summer phase…the rhythm was sweet while it lasted. At least I have this honied face to look at until the upcoming Halcyon days come around again.
Last day of our Indian Summer phase…the rhythm was sweet while it lasted. At least I have this honied face to look at until the upcoming Halcyon days come around again.
It hit 91 degrees, yet I put on a kettle for tea as we all navigate the converging energies of four whole beings at the end of our long day. I’ve told myself that seven-year-olds are reliable narrators and that … Continue reading
We worked in phases, well mainly Papa Bear. Sometimes he rallied his troops, Baby Bear is always ready and able to take on the tasks at hand, while the other two would slither back indoors for a snack or back … Continue reading
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