A Wind Phone was set up near us, it is a global project of disconnected phones for people to talk to loved ones who have passed while surrounded by nature. Grief truly connects us in the human experience and is always looking for somewhere to go (https://t.co/kVAOY794Jq)
Mulberries in our garden have ripened and the farm we have a membership to are doing their strawberry harvest and picking. This week is a jam jamboree fr 🍓🥧
I’m planning a road trip and remembered a neat field guide I came across a few years ago, for window watchers like myself: Roadside Wildflowers At Full Speed. (https://t.co/hlSTGvTD0F)
My mom made the sweetest things for my baby in between times she wasn’t staying with us postpartum to help me. I cherish her gifts, talents, and her example of motherhood as a working mom of 3
Big Lawn doesn’t want you to know “weeds” are a made up concept, unless it’s invasive or harming the ecosystem let the clover, milkweed, purslane, native grasses thrive as they are meant to do.
I recall deciding to pack away a lot of my books so there would be more space for baby things before he arrived. I’d tell my past self, you don’t need to do that, in fact you’ll be fishing through boxes to make space for yourself. Your life doesn’t get packed away, it expands
Pooh could get his chin on the bottom rail if he wanted to, but it was more fun to lie down and get his head under it, and watch the river slipping away beneath him… and it slipped away very slowly, being in no hurry to get there. ~A.A.Milne
A little family garden harvest and catch up with my sister while baby explores lavender. Perfect summer evening. Mulberries will start to ripen by next week.