Well, here we are, at it again. In response to requests and much encouragement (hi, Bethany… ; ) to reinstate the ‘Day’ posts, I have thus begun. A photograph every day for 365 days. Not all of them will be posted here, only our favorites that I want to share with all of you. Little moments in our day-to-day lives; the special moments that make my heart feel a little fuller.
And to start, here’s a typical scene at our home. A scene which both makes me so happy, and yet quite perplexed.
So happy, because Joel’s (almost always) soaking up words on the page.
Quite perplexed, because see those two chairs in the background? Those plush, comfortable, over-sized chairs with four pillows? Yes, those. They’re vacant. Now, see where he is? Yes, in the sunroom. On a trunk. A hard, splintered, wooden trunk that was his great-great-grandfather’s when he came over on the boat. In other words, it’s uncomfortable. And old. And yet, he loves to recline on it and read, while he leans his arm on a brick wall. Soft and cozy, hey?
‘Love him to bits. And all his quirks.
“You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It’s just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.“
-Paulo Coelho, Brazilian author