And be there when I feed the tree

by Amy Turn Sharp


We started our morning garden journal time. Out in the garden with sketch books and pajamas before breakfast. It went pretty well. I often have these lofty dreams of projects that I see us doing and we are like in slow motion and blissed out with an instrumental Jane's Addiction soundtrack playing in the background. It hardly ever happens...but, gardening is starting off much like my dreams. I am liking it and so are the boys. We have these lofty goals to get our butts outside every morning before breakfast and journal. Finn makes me wear my thrift store garden hat. I pretend to fuss and complain. But, really I love it. It goes along with my whole lofty garden dream.


*Tuesday is my 300th post. Holy Wow.
Also- I am on over at the fabulous design mom all week...