She's a wildflower

My little love is so wild and free. Oh, to be that young and without a care! Windswept hair, mismatched clothes, pajama pants tucked into her rain boots. Bringing mama bouquets of anything blooming.  I hope she keeps this wildness, her boldness, her sweetness. 




Simpy Tuesday, and thoughts on being happy

It’s hard for me to find words in this stage of life right now. 


Going to the River

Although our winters are mild and somewhat warm (no snow here sadly), we still look forward to the arrival of much warmer weather in spring. 

One warm evening a few weeks ago, HarperLinn asked if we could go to the beach. Though I'm always up for a spontaneous drive somewhere, the beach is a 4-5 hour drive. But, the local wildlife refuge isn't far at all, and the best part (for her, anyway), is water and the sand! We were all getting a little stir crazy from being in the house so a mini-trip was just what we needed. 

As we drove down the trail beside the river, I hopped in the backseat, rolled the windows down and let Harper sit in my lap. I heard a sigh of contentment, and I could feel her relaxing as the water came into view and we could hear the sounds of the waves. For us, there's just about nothing more relaxing. 

We found a secluded little spot of beach to play. I was so glad I brought my camera with me to capture this. 

Her Daddy taught her how to skip rocks, or at least attempted to teach her. 

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