It was past eleven this past Monday evening; my children’s fingers curled limply around the edges of their mattresses, and my husband contentedly read in our bedroom. But my legs were crossed Indian-style on our thinning rug in the living room, the glow of a screen reflecting on my face: time to talk with my […]
Read MoreNever lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God’s handwriting. — Charles Kingsley I constantly find my head turning toward nearly anything creative, like recently when I discovered this cool new paint by Amy Howard. Two old badly faded chairs in my living room have been in need of restoration, so I […]
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