Sometimes I still have to pinch myself that we live on the Atlantic Ocean. Growing up in the most landlocked location in North America taught me to love the horizon, the wide open spaces, to see the humble beauty in the waving wheat and bobbing sunflower fields. Yet life has brought me here, to the water's edge, its own wide open space and an endless horizon.
There are times in my life when I cannot get enough of books. March was a month like that for me. Today I awoke at 3:33am (does this mean something?) and could not get back to sleep. All I could think about was this stack of delicious word sandwiches waiting for me downstairs. By 4:00am the coffee was poured, the candle lit and all that was left was to make the choice of where to begin. (I began with The Jesuit Guide to Almost Everything by James Martin S.J. )
KC must wear this glove (backwards) on his right hand whenever he plays outside lately. Yesterday he fell asleep on the way to soccer practice and we ended up sitting in the van for an hour while he napped (not a great thing at 5:30pm). Needless to say I had a little buddy late into the evening last night.
Weeds, weeds and more weeds! I have a LOT of work to do in the yard as the weeds have sprouted faster this year than you can imagine. They are everywhere. I was photographing outdoors the other day and began snapping close-ups of these invaders. Looking back at these photos now I see that even weeds have their own unique beauty. If only my flowers could grow as heartily.