Cheers To Home
Sometimes I surprise even myself.
For a person as driven as I am, who always has her hands in a project, a manuscript, or an event, it fascinates me how much I love the summer slows.
The every day rhythm of having my husband home, of gliding with our little family across our region's countryside lakes, watching the wind skim through my boys' hair.
The two and three day stretches where my brothers and their families assemble here, where morning cinnamon rolls wake us up and ribs ...