the little house on furby street

I moved into an old house downtown and it has deep windowsills and sunlight and plants in every room and I love it so dearly, it is home.

you were the glass in my chest that morning, but I accomplished so much.

the may birthdays

at the end of may we all gathered at the st. norbert house to celebrate joel and carly's birthdays. it was the first time seeing some of these beloved humans in far too long, we played music and ate freezies and sat in last fall's leftover leaves knowing, summer was coming.