the leaves that are starting to fall in my yard. i have heard a few crunches under my feet as i follow kids across the grass.
a boy working on his handwriting outside:
my bed. i know i'm not the only one who sometimes begrudgingly gets up in the morning. as i pull back those oh-so-soft covers and leave the warmth and safe comfort of my pillow, i often find solace in the fact that i will be back. i'll complete a day and get to come right back here. more rest. more quiet. it will return.
as i prepare for another little show (Oct 21-22, i'll share more soon), a helper with little hands:
it's back. the first batch of baked oatmeal since the change of seasons. oh so delicious:
this song. i get to sing some back up on it tonight and i'm so excited to be a part of it. awesome.
happy friday friends.