Love Hands by Tisha Clinkenbeard
My husband and I always hold hands when we travel or drive together. It is one of the many things that I love about our relationship. So I snapped a photo of our hands while on a road trip in Texas for using on my blog.
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The Weight of Stillness
The smell of woodsmoke always pulls me back to a place I have never been. It is a sharp, pine-heavy scent that clings to wool, thick and grounding, like the feeling of a heavy blanket pulled up to the chin on a morning when the air outside…
A Moment of Stillness
I was sitting on my porch this morning, trying to finish a book, when a small bird landed on the fence just a few feet away. I froze. I didn't want to reach for my tea or even shift my weight, afraid that the slightest movement would break…