Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Climbing
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
Goodness. Unity is keeping you busy writing things in her baby book. I bet you just leave it sitting out these days!
1 comment:
Goodness. Unity is keeping you busy writing things in her baby book. I bet you just leave it sitting out these days!
Post a Comment