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Snow Day Goodness


It has been very rich to delve so deeply into my process and experience in the last couple of posts.

But today, I am feeling the simplicity of the present moment, where all of it drops away, to reveal nothing but precious jewels scattered across the landscape.

Right here, right now, where it is all happening. I wouldn't miss it.

So thankful I'm not missing it.

Each new moment, white as the beautiful snow, a welcome contrast to winter drizzle. No school day, cozy warmth, giggles, slowing down, German pancakes, hot cocoa, play.

A place to focus in the jagged moments.

As magical as my perception of it. As gentle. As tender and loving.

Such goodness in this very breath.

Sending love!





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  1. "I am feeling the simplicity of the present moment, where all of it drops away, to reveal nothing but precious jewels scattered across the landscape."

    Ahhh...yes.

    So happy you are soaking in the simple beauty.

    I absolutely love that photo of the daffodils and your sweet girls out there in the snow.

    Thank you for sharing your precious moments.

    Loving you, my friend.

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  2. Oh how wonderful! I love this- just living in the moment and soaking it all up. Snow on daffodils! Yay spring!

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  3. I'm popping in again here just to say that can you believe it- we are currently in the process of getting hammered again with snow! The bulbs aren't close to coming up yet. probably 20 inches tonight! But there will be daffodils soon! xoxo

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