There have been an innumerable amount of thoughts swimming through my head these days concerning this blog.
My feelings. My hopes. My dreams. My desires. My fears. My worries. My cares.
Who even cares about this blog? My hand shoots up in the air...
Read More1996 - three years old
It may have taken almost a month to finally fill that herb box, but I did it and I couldn't be more ecstatic. I feel like the prodigy of two magnificent green thumbs (I guess four). You don't realize it as a kid, but the passions and excitement of your parents stream into you like blood in your veins. They become a part of you. They keep you alive. They make you who you are, and I am no doubt the child of a hydrangea grower and garden addict...
Read MoreMy father-in-law once asked, "If you could be an expert at anything then what would it be". The first thing that came to mind was COOKING! It seemed strange, but as I explained why, it became clear that this was actually a true desire of mine. I would absolutely love to be able to (successfully and confidently) prepare gourmet, exotic meals. Cooking for others brings me so much joy, but with the limited number of recipes I know, I tend to feel unenthusiastic at the idea of inviting people over...
Read MoreLately I’ve been filling this blog with long, wordy, over-descriptive explanations of old and new adventures.
I have this obsession with keeping every little detail intact. There’s something in me that makes me feel that a story is not nearly complete until it is jam-pack full of vibrant illustrations...
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