Home Frost

I love coming home. Not only to the home I’ve built with The Handsome, but the home I remember more than any- My Grandma’s house.  It was always comfortable, full of love, and so warm. So many memories that have been made, and still to come.

The best time there is early in the morning, on a very cold day, where you can leave the comforts of the wood stove in the back room and venture out into the orchard to roam.  It was an unusual and green Christmas gathering, but it was not without frosting.

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Rain in June

Living in Western Washington, I am no stranger to the rain. Yet, when I head to my hometown tucked in the Cascades, the rain is different. It is quiet, less threatening, and a refreshing break in the day.  The rain yesterday allowed for some lovely time in the soaked garden where I spend many years as a little girl learning about plants and life with my Grandpa.

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