So struck by how similar our worlds are 💘 but with little differences — the turtles are shy here and we’re raised to avoid snakes (lots of deadly ones)… and I definitely need to add more dogs. So much steady small magic all the time 💗 wishing you more of it and to keep sharing it with us.
I'm sittin' wondering where my party invite was! But really, wishing I had parents like yours or at least can BE parents like yours. Love you and miss ya. Hoping to see you in September. Oh, and maybe I need some them Marshall sunflower seeds because I almost never get any to come up. Reminds me, my milkweed is finally blooming this year. Gonna text you a pic. Xoxo
Oh, Marshall, when I read your words I am reminded of everything that is good about life, especially life in the South. Your connection to nature is strong, and you have such a way of making us all feel like we’re right there with you.
Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing what you’re feeling. As a very sensitive person who is easily moved to tears, I see you. I believe as we go through life and suffer losses and deal with grief, we become more and more aware of how fragile it all is, so heck yeah we cry easily, but it’s okay, it’s a good reminder to not take it all for granted.
Enjoy your break, I look forward to seeing you soon! 💙
“I am so grateful to be reminded that everyone is in their own reality, their own universe, and all you can do is witness, and be gentle, be gentle, be gentle. In my not so new state of always ready to burst into tears, if the woman from Jefferson had looked at me in the eyes and curdled a wish for God to smite me, I would’ve melted into a puddle, absolutely.”
Here I am, falling behind again but reading your posts always fills my heart with joy. You’re my people and I’m glad you’re in my life through the words of wonder you share with us. Lately I feel like I live in a “Faulknerian” world but my gardens, my place, and Mother Earth keep me moving forward.
I could hear your voice while I read this and it was a good way to start the day. That, and the little breeze coming in the window, bringing so many bird calls with it, and the sight of morning sunshine, so rare these past few weeks. Thank you, Friend.
When you write, I know just what you mean. Thanks.
So struck by how similar our worlds are 💘 but with little differences — the turtles are shy here and we’re raised to avoid snakes (lots of deadly ones)… and I definitely need to add more dogs. So much steady small magic all the time 💗 wishing you more of it and to keep sharing it with us.
I'm blown away by the beauty of all this. Mean it. Love to you, someone I don't know but I do know. ❤️
Ha! I feel the same way.
Those turtles, floating motionless like world's most peaceful fleet. That makes me smile, too.
I'm sittin' wondering where my party invite was! But really, wishing I had parents like yours or at least can BE parents like yours. Love you and miss ya. Hoping to see you in September. Oh, and maybe I need some them Marshall sunflower seeds because I almost never get any to come up. Reminds me, my milkweed is finally blooming this year. Gonna text you a pic. Xoxo
Thanks for the tears and happy thoughts - love ya dad
Love this. We miss you at the farm. Come see us.
Oh, Marshall, when I read your words I am reminded of everything that is good about life, especially life in the South. Your connection to nature is strong, and you have such a way of making us all feel like we’re right there with you.
Thank you for being vulnerable and sharing what you’re feeling. As a very sensitive person who is easily moved to tears, I see you. I believe as we go through life and suffer losses and deal with grief, we become more and more aware of how fragile it all is, so heck yeah we cry easily, but it’s okay, it’s a good reminder to not take it all for granted.
Enjoy your break, I look forward to seeing you soon! 💙
Came back to read this while I eat my eggs & bacon. I love this page.
as always...my favorite ❤️
“I am so grateful to be reminded that everyone is in their own reality, their own universe, and all you can do is witness, and be gentle, be gentle, be gentle. In my not so new state of always ready to burst into tears, if the woman from Jefferson had looked at me in the eyes and curdled a wish for God to smite me, I would’ve melted into a puddle, absolutely.”
Here I am, falling behind again but reading your posts always fills my heart with joy. You’re my people and I’m glad you’re in my life through the words of wonder you share with us. Lately I feel like I live in a “Faulknerian” world but my gardens, my place, and Mother Earth keep me moving forward.
Thank you for these words.
I could hear your voice while I read this and it was a good way to start the day. That, and the little breeze coming in the window, bringing so many bird calls with it, and the sight of morning sunshine, so rare these past few weeks. Thank you, Friend.
Let those tears fall, you are not alone. My sunflowers are a foot tall already, thank you! I hope that sweet pup has found a home. He's a beauty.
Soulful, as always. You take me to such a peaceful place and I thank you, my friend, for that. 🕊️💛 Hope to see you soon.
Sure glad our paths crossed in this life.♥️
Every month it's like I'm sitting with you on the porch or walking down the road just chatting. I love it.