Why was June made?—Can you guess?June was made for happiness!Even the treesKnow this, and the breezeThat loves to playOutside all day,And never is too bold or rough,Like March’s wind, but just a tiny blow’s enough;And all the fields knowThis is so—June was not made for wind and stress,June was made for happiness;Little happy daisy facesShow it in the meadow places,And they call out when I pass,“Stay and play here in the grass.”June was made for happy things,Boats and flowers, stars…
Queen of months, supremely fair,Cloth’d with garments rich and rare,None in beauty can compareWith thee, sweet May.– “Ode to May” by Peter Burn Friends, a little late to my keyboard once more as we are deep in home repairs this week (more to come, with a little paint color peek below!) and Ari was in an unfortunate car accident yesterday on the highway. He is relatively okay—a hurt hand, a heart that’s shaken up, and a totaled car—and we are…
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things –The song of birds, the rapture of the rose;Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs,Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows;– Robert William Service I am writing this in a torrential downpour, proving this poem true. The rain also is a bit of a metaphor for our last few weeks: we had a literal flood in our house a couple of weeks ago (yes, the third time this has happened in five…
Welcome back for my third installment of Cultivating Health. I shared my story with you in part 1, new breakthroughs in Part 2, and today I’m giving you practical tips and favorite products that have made a difference for us. What a journey this has been, with daily insights, new steps forward, and progress in a short time. A LOT can happen in a month, friends! In keeping with my goals for 2023, and knowing little by little steps add…
There is no time like Spring,When life’s alive in everything.– Christina Rossetti, ‘Spring‘ Hello, March! Ah, I love this month: blooming buds, catkins on the trees, tulips making their debut—it puts a spring in my step! This change of season has so much to teach us about hope. After winter always comes spring. February was full of forward motion on my 2023 goals, waves of grief, and wildly exciting progress in my health. Grief, as I’m continuing to learn, is…