almost two years since grandma visited. covid has been hard.

we ate food from our garden and she was full of praise.

we watched frozen. her first time. 

made cookies and Swedish pancakes. the boys showed off their golf improvements.

she helped organized clothes. and fold unending laundry.

the quiet ache for family visiting and having patience is hard.

the slow lift and returning of life is nourishing.

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it’s been a year since we felt such a dramatic change in our lives. there have been so many losses, so many lessons. beautiful moments of forced simplicity and challenging moments of confusing complexity. I think of time often in what is growing in my garden. and on the hills around us. and it’s crazy to see pictures from quarantine and it is the plants and flowers blossoming again. these are just a small snapshot of our year. but just the good or sweet moments. and hopefully will help us remember the good lessons we all can take… and that like most of life, there’s isn’t a clean closure. we are learning as we go.


finding the simple beauties when everything feels anything but simple

no one really blogs anymore. it’s quite a thing of the past.

but blogging is what helped me for years… to somehow recognize, focus on, and cherish all the simple beauties when things felt overwhelming, challenging, busy and noisy.

I like the quiet of blogging. it’s slow. there is no instant recognition (often none ever). 

each day feels like a marathon to overcome lately.

I spent the last hour scrolling through memories and felt a little longing for how simple and beautiful and full of heart the last years used to be.

then I realized – in those days and years, I felt similarly to how I feel now. different of course.

instead of washing and hang drying cloth diapers… we are navigating middle school online. instead of preparing special meals for friends and family to gather in our yard, I am teaching a homeschool second grader and cultivating his love to work in the kitchen. instead of a crawling and sweetly sleeping baby, we are singing the alphabet and practicing letters.

it’s still beautiful. it’s still messy. it’s still chaotic. it’s still peaceful. it’s still a work in progress. just different.

the practice of blogging is an intentional practice. a discipline for me, in finding simple beautiful moments in the midst of a busy, full, anything-but-simple life.


ten on ten : october 2019

it’s been so long since I’ve done ten on ten. for years, I learned the art of seeing life in simple beauties through the ten on ten challenge – started by my dear friend Rebekah Gough. a photo, every hour – over ten hours… once a month, on the 10th.

the practice shaped my photography style. and as I wonder how my photography is emerging or evolving – it was special to come back to the beginning of it all. with ten on ten.



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home sweet home

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merry & bright

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end of October & walnut kale pesto from my garden

last week I harvested lots of kale from my little garden and made walnut-kale pesto. no recipe, but here what’s in it if you want to try : kale (that has been blanched in boiling water for 2-3 minutes), basil, parmesan, raw walnuts, lots of garlic, salt, lemon & olive oil. try it – it’s amazing!
…save some of this beautiful green water filled with so many vitamins and add it to left over roasted veggies and some herbs and make a soup for lunch…
and now onto November.

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remember when I used to blog?

I’m trying to as well…

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…the random moments of summer I didn’t miss…

sadly one of the most unphotographed summers I have had as a mother. when I set down my camera as a photographer in a professional sense, I needed to pick it up more as a photographer in a pure sense.

I’m ready this fall to photograph daily life more and more. and use quiet space to create again.

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