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Tag Archives: poetry
Spontaneous Spring
This past week of cold rainy days made me a little distressed that we would skip spring and go straight to summer. I am willing spring back for a couple weeks more by sharing some glorious glances of spring around … Continue reading
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Tagged DC, design, flowers, photography, poetry, quotations, seasons, spring
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Emerson Rosewilde
Remember that beautiful pregnant woman on here awhile ago? This week I finally got to see her baby! Amanda brought six-week old Emerson Rosewilde over this week so we could take some pictures… and by that I mean dress her … Continue reading
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Tagged baby, black a, friends, photography, poetry, quotations, words
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“Your face is so pretty you should be on a Christmas card!”*
I love Christmas cards. I love sending them, I love getting them, I love going through them well into the January. James has begrudgingly accepted that we are now Christmas card people. We sent out a big stack last week … Continue reading
A Wedding Story: The part that actually matters the most
After a week of fall and Proust, we are back to wedding photos, but I promise – only for a couple more times. Isn’t it funny that we spend months – and thousands and thousands of dollars – on the … Continue reading
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Tagged God, James, marriage, photography, poetry, teaching, wedding
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“The Lake”…. and some Nutella
Over the past several weeks, there have been several moments of total confirmation that I married the right person. Here I give you two of them: After being introduced to it at Wegmann Waffle Wednesday, I caught James – who … Continue reading
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Tagged beauty, Canada, colors, French, love, mountains, photography, poetry, travel, water
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2 comments on Easter from those who said it well
“He has forced open a door that has been locked since the death of the first man. He has met, fought, and beaten the King of Death. Everything is different because He has done so. This is the beginning of … Continue reading
“Spring is like a perhaps hand”
SPRING IS HERE! True, given the super mild winter fact that winter didn’t ever actually come, this is less dramatic than usual. Still, I feel that spring’s arrival must be greeted with all caps to show our appreciation. I am … Continue reading
Lullaby in the city
Over Christmas break I substituted a couple days at the school I taught at last year. Substituting, in small doses, gives all the joy of teaching and non of the prep work. With the seniors we read this poem by … Continue reading
“Le coucher du soleil romantique”
Fair is the sun when first he flames above, Flinging his joy down in a happy beam; And happy he who can salute with love The sunset far more glorious than a dream. Flower, stream, and furrow! — I have … Continue reading
In the evening
“In the evening we shall be examined on love.” -St. John of the Cross And it won’t be multiple choice, Though some of us would prefer it that way. Neither will it be essay, which tempts us to run on … Continue reading