the weekend that was
End the week weary to my bones, with fire raging in my brain and a fiercely grateful heart for all
the weekend that was
Start with an end. Then begin again. Laugh until you are wiping tears from your eyes in front of someone
the weekend that was
Begin: With just five things. Pray. Plan. Give thanks. Travel into the city for the second day in a row.
the weekend that was
start here: clean the house, hand-wash the floors, pour love into all the creases and corners. drive to the ferry,
30 ways to warm up winter
Let someone dangerous in for tea. Make small signs that say “yes” and spread them all over your house. Become
two before eight
I walked up to the end of our road this morning (it’s not very far) and struck up a
two before eight
out in my pj’s and gumboots in the rain to switch the gas bottles over so nic doesn’t