“Spoken words fly away, written words remain.” — CAIUS TITUS
Maybe more importantly, “Practice makes perfect.”
Kicking off Fall with a new hobby.
My mom is one of my biggest heroes; strong, spunky, energetic, sensitive, thoughtful, generous, reliable, loving, fun-loving, chocolate-loving, always ready to help and protect her children. Her heart is bigger than this earth and somewhere in her pregnant belly 54 years ago she was also gifting and growing another heart—mine. The heart she grew for me, not unlike her own, is my favourite thing she gave me. I treasure it every single day and will until the last day it beats. On her 86th birthday she is the best gift of all.
Easy like Sunday morning.
Sometimes you just need to break out a handstand and look at the world from a different perspective.
If the world was blind how many people would you impress? No, really, how many people would speak about who you were as a human beyond what you, your work, or your house looked like? I’ve been thinking about us and our human hearts and how we so often use visuals to hide how we are feeling on the inside. It’s easy to hide behind pretty pictures or bury ourselves in work but it’s seldom that we sit down face to face and ask someone how they are doing and really listen. We live in such a visual age that it’s easy to get caught up in appearances and forget what really matters. Instead of focusing on constantly impressing the world, I’ve been challenging myself to focus less on me and more on others. At the end of the day it isn’t what we look like or what we have, it’s about how we have changed lives and how we have made people feel.
Above all else put on love. — Colossians 3:14
Because everyone needs a welcome pumpkin.
“We yield to a God whose authority brings an empowering blessing, not an oppressive burden. He can satisfy and fulfill us in ways that no person, place or thing ever will. He created us to find supreme joy only in Him, in a profound relationship with the Creator of the universe.” The only way life works, plain and simple, is when we put God first.
BRANDYWINE FALLS TRAIL
Places that make you feel small and your heart feel big at the same time.
BRANDYWINE FALLS
“With freedom, books, flowers and the moon, who could not be happy?”
Outfit of the day.
So, so blessed to be hanging out with this fun-loving, 86-year-youngster, AND that she is my mumsy.
I love this handsome man. Bragging about him might be my favourite pastime because, along with God, he is my everything. There’s no one I would rather adventure with, no one I would rather sit on the couch with and no one I’d rather do everything else in between with. After ten and a half years together we still tease each other, still go on dates, still wake up and kiss, still fall asleep holding hands, still love each other and still believe in forever.
“Mountains seem to answer an increasing imaginative need in the West. More and more people are discovering a desire for them, and a powerful solace in them. At bottom, mountains, like all wildernesses, challenge our complacent conviction—so easy to lapse into—that the world has been made for humans by humans. Most of us exist for most of the time in worlds which are humanly arranged, themed and controlled. One forgets that there are environments which do not respond to the flick of a switch or the twist of a dial, and which have their own rhythms and orders of existence. Mountains correct this amnesia. By speaking of greater forces than we can possibly invoke, and by confronting us with greater spans of time than we can possibly envisage, mountains refute our excessive trust in the man-made. They pose profound questions about our durability and the importance of our schemes. They induce, I suppose, a modesty in us.
— ROBERT MACFARLANE
Because 1/2 birthdays should be celebrated.
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