Her Hardest Hue

My favorite season is fall. Fall is football, hayrides, and War Eagle. It’s candles in pumpkins, a yellow harvest moon. Crisp mornings and cool nights. It’s Harper’s birthday, deer jerky, and Thanksgiving. It is waking up to scenes like this picture, to mountainsides ablaze with vibrant color. But it’s also darkness by 6:00. A prelude to winter, to bitter cold, to the death of many beautiful things.

Back to the Basics

There will be people I love who will read this blog and shake their heads and maybe be disappointed in me. That’s okay. I figure most people are doing about the best they can. Including me. I certainly don’t have all of the answers. I’ve written things in the past that make me shake my head now and I’m sure I may change my mind tomorrow about things I think today. I hope that’s growth. At least that’s what I choose to call it.

Life, Lemons, and the Pursuit of Perfection

I threw this image up on Facebook and Instagram yesterday after finding it on one of my neglected Pinterest boards. It was my mantra for the day based on a morning of failure. Failure in the form of burnt toast, hungry, unhygienic children; a cluttered house, laundry on the dining table, too tight pants, dirty hair, no blog entries in over a week, an empty bank account, and lateness, just to name a few.

Beautifully Flawed–a guest post

See that? Those are my laugh lines, my wrinkles, my age spots, my frown lines, my gray hairs, my scars, the bags under my eyes, my stretch marks, my cellulite!

All the things I see in the mirror and call my flaws!

See that? Those are my laugh lines, my wrinkles, my age spots, my frown lines, my gray hairs, my scars, the bags under my eyes, my stretch marks, my cellulite!

All the things I see in the mirror and call my flaws!

I’m not perfect, I’m human! I’m not airbrushed, I’m real! We should always strive to improve and work to be the best versions of ourselves but in the process we have to love our bodies, minds

hearts and souls….flaws and all!

The things we call our flaws are what make us beautifully unique! They tell our stories!

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