22 January 2018


Most nights now we nest. While the house sleeps ~ these are our hours. My favorite hours I have ever known. 

And we are thirty-six weeks now...thirty-six, and even as I say the word I cannot fathom it. How loved you already are. 

16 January 2018

A Moment

Here is a moment from a Tuesday afternoon in January. 
Longing to hold you, dove ~ and missing, already, the way I hold you now. 

15 January 2018

Cusp of the Thirty-Fifth

I love how it's Sunday mornings. How this is the day we meet our new weeks, my Sunday darling. And here was us, on the cusp of our thirty-fifth.