I decided to rearrange the furniture in my living room. I thought maybe if I rearranged the room it would feel cleaner, newer, refreshed. I dragged the piano to three out of four corners of the room. I tried plugging the lamp into one outlet and then another. Should the sewing machine be on the…
Over the next week a series of posts from a recent trip to Nepal will be shared. This trip was in partnership with The Nepali Rescue Project and the work they do there to rescue girls from sex trafficking. Thank you to all our team supporters, our family, friends, churches, and workplaces, for making this…
Fresh jammies speckled with printed white puppies. Red boots too clean for any kid’s preference. His soft curls swirling his head could only stay clean but so long. Like a freshly bathed dog, the desire for mud to be reintroduced to his pores was instant. Cody found the puddle, the slick brown mud, and I…
The line is set. The distance between is precise. The inevitable push is lurking. Click, click, click, click, the porcelain rectangle hits the next, and the next, and the next. All the preparation has paid off. The line moved in tandem with my expectations. Click, click, click, one fell after the other as if passing…
I’m emerging from sewing 700 tags on t-shirts to share a bit of vacation I am longingly remembering from last week. Bear with me, I tried my best, but 28 pictures is my edited group.