Never has summer moved more swiftly than this one – and so many wonderful things have already happened that I seek ways to slow down and inhabit the moment. I understand quite profoundly that it will likely never be quite like this again, and I hold the minutes closer. To that end, a recap of the previous week…
A visit from this birthday boy rekindled happy memories, and well over a double decade of friendship moments.
While July is releasing some of it stifling heat and humidity, there are ways to stay fresh and cool, starting with a yard full of ferns.
A bright refreshing thirst-quencher entirely devoid of alcohol is this year’s summer mocktail, the Calamansi Cooler.
This is what I do – I push people – especially if it’s in the name of meditation.
Summer is so often about the big and brash and bold, we forget that the smaller, quieter moments are just as important.
A brief snippet of a post – no more than an echo really, a whisper.
A bit of business, as my agency is currently recruiting for a few very important positions.
When the world seems to have lost it bearings, there are still things that happen every year at around the same time, and the blooming of this balloon flower is one of those happy events.
The full Buck Moon should have switched out the ‘B’ for an ‘F’ because all sorts of full-moon mayhem occurred.
A bamboo summer should be calm and contemplative, inviting serenity and tranquility, carving out the place for peace and contentment.
Off of their prairie home turf, certain queens falter and flail, and I can completely empathize.
The week ended, and began, with this butterfly’s lesson, which managed to be tattered, torn, and anything but tragic.
