I made a mason jar cozy today. I've always wanted to be someone who knows how to make things, so I have somehow arranged for this to happen. See, I needed work, and there were hours available at Heartfelt, where I love to tell stories and make things with small son, so here I am.
I also looked at a lot of lovely poetry on poets.org, which is what happens mid-afternoon when one cannot get the store website to let one update it, and so one Googles "O Wild West wind!" You should do that.
If winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Hi. That's me. I write, sometimes, about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories.