As my last post outlined, I’m pregnant! Kid number 3 is coming this Fall.
But, right now, I am living under a rock. Early bedtimes are stealing my blogging time!
My camera and my computer keyboard are collecting dust.
I will be back…closet reveals, darling kids, life ramblings, and spring decor are around the corner.
The kids made a special St. Patrick’s Day dance move for their grandparents. It has an extra special surprise in the middle!
This past week I allowed myself to slow down and notice the color green, as a symbol of new life.
{The change in weather, a 65 degree increase from Day 1 of Green Week, is an incredible bonus.}
I was able to absorb the turning of the seasons using photography. Ironically, most of my Green Week photographs were taken indoors, featuring everyday items that had been with me all winter long.
For my last “day” I was going to do a morning:: noon :: night style presentation with the green I found but…
Instead, you get a morning :: morning :: morning
Thank you for watching along with me as I embraced some hope and change that were anything but political…even if it was green.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
What a treat to have Ryan, my 4 year old son, as a guest photographer for day 6 of Green Week. Here he is in action…
1. Tastefully Entertaining detailed a tasteful meal to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day.
2. Domestic Fashionista fashioned some super cute clovers for her shop.
3. Just for Fun made a tutorial on how to make this little green guy.
4. Make and Takes (What can I say….I love her blog!) made a pot-of-gold…rainbow included!
5. Minnesota Mama spelled out the recipe for a dessert she serves on St. Patrick’s Day.
Hope you have a magically delicious holiday!
Love,
Messy Jessy
Spring has sprung. Puddles, ice and mud galore!
Molly loved stomping around in her new rain boots this weekend.
We went splashing around the block as a family and then with some friends (without my camera in tow). I was a bit freed by not carrying the heaviness of my Nikon D100 (old school, I know) around my neck.
By living in the moment I felt a lightness that echoed the feeling of Spring awakening all around me. Okay, to prove I’m not too deep here, I did make Neat Pete captured a few shots with his iPhone camera. 
Ryan told me, “Today would be a nice-warm-sunny-spring day to eat outside!” However, I think we’ll skip the dining el fresco because as nice as the sun feels on our faces the ice on the patio chairs would not be so warm on our bottoms. Brrr!
I captured the lost art of letter writing today. Well, I wrote a letter anyhow. Pen to paper. No words or pseudo-words were scrawled out with the exclusive use of my thumbs.
It felt so good to start a greeting with these words, “To My Dearest Uncle…”
My Uncle Wayne, (near the end of his life and his days battling cancer), lives out-of-state in a care facility. The kids and I send a big envelope of well-wishes that included art projects, cards, Scriptures and a family photo.
I hope our snail mail helps give him comfort as he hopes for a pain free Spring.
I feel ready for Spring to burst into my life at any minute. I think Spring got frozen under the sheet of ice on my driveway.
I look for hope in everything but politics. I look to God for a sense of order. I look to family for support and laughter. I look back. I look ahead.
I look for Spring….waiting….
