into words {summer}

I feel myself slipping into summer, where there is no routine or schedule; where there is always something to do; where people get together more. Suddenly 9pm is time to walk the dogs and tidy up the house instead of prepare for bed. The lingering light of day beckons me to stay up later and …

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{into words} spring into summer

Rue follows me to the coffee pot in the morning, hopeful for some food. When I turn on the light she doesn't wince her eyes. The house already has a lightness to it - the sun has already risen and it reaches into the house, begging for us to rise, to see, to live. Two …

{winter, still}

Can you feel it? The warmth? The rise in temperature? Every time you go back inside your home, can you feel the cabin fever growing? Does your body long for movement and more?Β It can be easy to let this wintry season claim you...take over not only your yard and your sidewalk with snow and ice, …