This blog is a story of my family’s life–first in mid-Michigan and then in Northern Michigan as we grow the life we’ve always wanted.
These songs began as my own original poems—words that grew from quiet moments of reflection, faith, and everyday life. Come listen.
“With intellectual curiosity the world will always be full of magic and wonder.” — Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Usually in late August, EJ and I are exclaiming that the trees are already changing into their autumn colors. This year has been different. It is the end of September–the very last day of the month–and I don’t see that many vivid colors. I’m…
It is now September 1st. I haven’t written a post since August 4th. I apologize for that. In my head, I’ve been writing posts all along, but just haven’t sat down to actually, for real, write a post. I think it’s harder to do…
We are already into August. Soon–as we do every year–we will exclaim, “The trees are already beginning to change color! It seems awful early this year!” It doubt it is ever early. It just feels as if summer is over too quickly. Several months…