• Just Life

    My Morning Practice.

    One of the things I took away from last month’s Looking Back was re-committing to my morning journal and prayer practice. The practice had evolved since I retired (morning practice time? wow!), and then Marc (what’s morning quiet time?!), and then SAH/COVID. Marc and I started walking together (which takes a lot more time than the treadmill/pilates routine I’d just started to embrace), I found it hard to sit still and focus on much of anything, let alone close my eyes and quiet my mind for 20 minutes, I expanded my Instagram follows to include more voices, we hosted the little boys for two days each week … and I gave…

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    Looking Back | June.

    Last month’s Look Back was late and I’m happy to be sharing this one to meet (barely) my “in the first week” commitment. Whew! It certainly gives the practice a different focus, which admittedly this month also feels partly due to the looking back that prompted Sunday’s post. Still, the lens of these daily photos always adds a fresh perspective. I love those five rows of Monday/Tuesday with the little boys. the lake views from my Sunday morning runs. the magnolias. porch time at my house and my sister’s. some knitting (and even some crochet). one fabulous sunset. and one freshly groomed little dog. 1. What am I celebrating? +…

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    Hello July.

    I’ve been counting our SAH days in my journal and today is Day 113. whoa. As a point of reference, I noted these “new prayers” in my prayer journal nearly 120 days ago  “COVID-19. early March. starting to get serious. 19 dead in US” … and right below “March 12 … shut downs/cancellations becoming widespread. feels like the country shifted dramatically in a 12-hour period…” And in the intervening days, weeks, and months, we’ve seen so many more shifts. For much of this time, I’ve felt like I was just reacting … to the (never good) news, the ever-evolving expert advice, and then the social changes … and I was…

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    Marmie & Poppa Camp | Week Seven.

    I did a double-take on the calendar … yes, it really has been SEVEN weeks since we started Camp. We’ve settled into a pretty comfortable routine that’s a nice mix of outside (Poppa’s “chores” and the neighbor’s pool) and inside (games, cooking, trains and LEGO’s). I swear the boys look older now than they did back in May! Charlie and I played a new game – Alphabet Slap Jack.It’s a nice mix of letters, early reading, and – of course – competitive play. Charlie won both games. hands down! This week’s art project was another book, this time with scissors, glue, and a pile of magazines a neighbor kindly donated.…

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    And | June 2020.

    I’m sure everyone else is just as amazed as I am that we are half-way through this year. Never in our wildest dreams could we have imagined how this first half of 2020 might play out. I’m not even gonna guess about how the next six months might go. I’ve written before about AND being the perfect word for surviving a pandemic. and I think it’s also the perfect word for embracing the kind of action required to address systemic racism. By its very nature, it’s additive. it invites abundance. it welcomes new ideas and other opinions. fundamentally, it MAKES ROOM. Honestly, my actions this month seem lame by last…

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    Another Doorway.

    I know my last post resonated with many of you and I so appreciate your thoughtful comments. It does feel a bit like I’m preaching to choir here; and that is both helpful and encouraging to know we share the same values, and also discouraging to know we also share many of the same neighbors! I know we don’t all share the same faith, but we do share a love for Mary Oliver. This poem was part of my morning devotion on Wednesday and I knew I wanted to share it with y’all. I didn’t pick up on the doorway metaphor until I re-read the words this afternoon. and I…

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    Walls, Windows, and Doors.

    Y’all, I hit another wall this week. Yesterday specifically. The news. The rising cases. My inability (reluctance?) to address some of the hard topics with the folks I’m closest to. and then I’d see a softening. an email from a friend. a post on Instagram. a text. and I’d feel better. for a minute. Today was even harder. I abandoned my morning time to the news and couldn’t shake this graphic. Georgia is barely deserving of the light brown at 48%. I expect we’ll be painted dark brown any day now. (also, this graphic is from a publication that I value for open-minded reporting and why I’m having to describe…

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    Looking Back | May.

    Whoa, May … it was A Month, wasn’t it. Looking back at these photos, I might need to remind myself that we were still sheltering at home for the second full month. Yes, we doubled our bubble with Katie’s family mid-month and yes, I started porch visits with my sister on Memorial Day (that last Monday photo is from her porch), but the rest of it looks like the beginning of summer. magnolias. daisies. porch time. morning lake runs. short-sleeved knits 🙂 Photos can’t capture the things that don’t happen. and I’m pretty much past the point of dwelling on the things I’ve missed and am still missing. So I’m…

  • Books,  Just Life

    Becoming a Better Human.

    I wrote last week about all the listening I’d been doing, conversations I’d been having, and other work about truly being anti-racist. I made plans to read books. I made plans to host discussions at church. I donated money. I followed along when Bookstagram revolted against Book of the Month. and when Bon Appetit’s Editor in Chief stepped down and a crew of the folks I love from their Test Kitchen shared about the terribly toxic and racially biased environment. I read more. I listened to Lisa Sharon Harper on Pantsuit Politics’ podcast. I sat with things. and finally, on Thursday, I listened to Austin Channing Brown and Brené Brown…

  • Just Life,  Knitting

    Marmie & Poppa Camp | Week Four.

    Wow, y’all. I can’t believe it’s been four weeks since we started Marmie & Poppa camp. The boys are definitely a lot more comfortable here and sometimes even Holly seems to be getting comfortable, too.There was less divide and conquer this time (I’m not sure why) and we even did some New Things. The Big Ladder. Stepping Stones (those are for them to take home and we’ll make another set for our yard next week). Meatballs (not pictured) and zucchini noodles. Tried and true favorites included the pool next door (I am so not a pool person, and so grateful for the 1-1/2 hours it fills!), grilled cheese sandwiches (mayonnaise…