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Hands held out in front of her, as if in offering, my daughter walked through the door excited to share her new acorns. “I was so inspired. . . . Each one has a different kind of stripe!” The one with the little hole in it she called the birdhouse.
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before i announce a fall promotion that you’re going to love so check back soon, am first taking a few minutes to linger over those summer days at the north carolina coast. the warm sand hugging our toes while the waves crashed and splashed at our feet, lingering walks to collect treasures and leave some of our own. . . such easy days. . .
Blueberry picking at Patchwork Farm in Chapel Hill. Juicy berries as beautiful as they are tasty and glorious sunflowers, always magical. . . just two of the reasons I love summer.
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Happy Summer to all! We spent the solstice evening at Pickards Mountain Eco-Institute. Surrounded by beautiful hearts. Wonderful, sun-themed foods. Drums beating. Children playing. And one amazing wicker man. So much love in the making of that straw effigy. We wrote down things we wanted to let go of and pinned it to the wicker man . . . the sun king. He was then processed out to the middle of the lake and ceremoniously burned with all of the things we wanted to let go of in our life. And we then celebrated the beginning of summer. Wow. Incredible stuff.
So Happy Summer my friends. May you enjoy the light ~
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So powerful. . . I will say though that even though he was filled with things we wanted to let go of, he was so dang beautiful it was kinda hard to see him burn, while at the same time exhilarating. . .