This week’s column at ParentDish is about baby names, first flowers, and who we are even before we are born. Thanks for reading!
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Spring is so wonderful. I love the freshness in the air, the beauty poking out from the earth, and the freedom we regain after what seems like such a long winter.
Your writing is beautiful as always. I can’t tell you how many times I read something you have written, and imagined what it is like in your world. I can easily envision your log cabin, the snow and hills, and the vast differences from my world.
I don’t know if your life is anything at all like what I see by way of imagination, but I do know that it is those differences that draw me to want something more.
It is the beauty your share with the world that draws me to pause, to imagine a dream, and I am so thankful you share your stories.
xo r
I always look forward to Thursday’s Jennifer – to read your latest offering. As always, it’s a beaut!
So glad I stopped by…thanks for the link! K.
I like your A and B names. What a helpful way to choose names.
If you have a chance stop by my blog and share a favorite pie recipe. I have to make pies for my step daughter’s FFA fundraiser in March. As pies are not my specialty I’m looking for some helpful recipes. So I created a little contest and hope for some good food for thought.
http://www.killlashandra.org/wordpress/?p=269
Just beautiful, Jennifer. I love the comparison to winter and wondering how the frozen ground will ever give way to green grass and flowers in just a few short months…it reminds me of how I felt wondering when Jude would ever, ever walk. I thought it could never happen until one day, it did.
Now, I hear his attempts at speech and wonder how he will ever, ever talk. But I know that one day, as improbable as the flowers poking up out of the snow, he will.
Your “Avery and the purple crayon” was great, too.
I don’t know how you crank ‘em out like this, week after week! Amazing!