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The sweet hue of pink is so magical in the summer light, don't you think? Thus, my "think pink."
;-)
I hope your days are treating you kind! I hope you are finding shade when it is needed and always seeking the light. May it warm you and keep you in peace.
And thank you so much for your lovely comments and support on the Giveaway below. I will be back on July 1 to share who won. As always, you all are my heart. I love you dearly.
Kim
I am so VERY honored and happy with my little "story" in this summer's beautiful and inspiring edition of Somerset Life! I believe the issue is available now at book stores and here on July 1. I am over the moon thrilled that they included images of our Papa Goose and Summer Lynn!
I have an extra copy that I want to give away to one of you. I will include some of my greeting cards in your package too. You all have been so wonderful and supportive over the years and I cherish you being in my life. So, so, so much.
IF you would like to win the copy and greeting cards, please leave your name in the comment section below and I will pick the winner July 1.
THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL FRIENDS FOR SHARING THE JOURNEY.
All my love,
Kim
It's been a while since I've picked up the paint brush. I thought maybe that I had "lost" what I only so recently had found. But Summer Lynn and her sweet, innocent spirit, inspired me today so I painted away.
And it felt good. :-)
Here she is hugging her Daddy on Father's Day ...
Rain or shine, Summer Lynn is always our sunshine.
xo
And NO ONE can stop it from being so.
We have to keep seeking the beauty. Even in the storm.
Love to you all.
xo
💔 There are no words. One hour away from this lake - such a tragedy. May God bless and help us all.
How is it the 7th day of June already? I cannot even wrap my mind around it! In a blink we are here. We ring in the new year and blink, blink, it is summer time. We inhale, exhale, and wake up to what was once the future. In an instant. Or so it seems.
BUT - as scary or as unsettling as this can often be, this travel in time is denied to so many. We are here. Let us NEVER forget that privilege. And yes, THIS - right here and now - is the time of our lives.
Speaking of right now, I am really excited about several upcoming things, including a few trips planned for the rest of the year! One will be to the mountains; one will be to Savannah; one will be to Round Top; and one will be to NYC. God willing but of course! You know that I don't often stray from home, so these are big trips to me! It will be good to have a change of scenery and I know I will come home from each adventure, inspired and refreshed. I am also going to have a little feature in a publication soon and it looks like I will be on page 16....
And of course I will share with beautiful you when it is on the stands. :)
It is hot, hot, hot here now - though as I type we are experiencing dark skies and storms from Tropical Storm Colin. Maggie is on my lap; Bentley is on a quilt, and Marley is at my feet on a rug. He has lost his hearing, but is adjusting. Such a sweet boy. He will be 14 years old on August 1.
Sigh.
Yeppers. This is the time of our lives. Whatever we are doing; whatever we are seeing; whatever we are living - this is it. Whatever and whoever we are loving - this is it. Let the flowers bloom! Let the birds sing! Let the ducks quack! Let our freedom ring!
And no matter where we may roam, may we always be safe and know that there is no place like home.
xo
The last of the swans to have babies this season had theirs on Memorial Day. It was sweltering hot but this smart mama built her nest underneath the palm fronds and she was in the shade. It was such a beautiful nest and it was such a beautiful day! A day that we honored those brave souls who gave their MOST precious lives so that we can be free. Those of us who were there with the swans never forgot what the day meant and a friend of mine even named the first baby born after my son, Shawn, in honor of his courageous service to our country. That touched me deeply.
As always, I am so grateful for so much. Grateful that my son came home. Grateful for friends. Grateful for these moments in time, spent with nature and God.
And as always, my mind always spins in thoughts, even when at peace. I think about how we humans have our bucket lists. But I am thinking animals do not. And while bucket lists serve their purpose, we also can be content with living and loving what is right in front of us. For what we have is on someone else's list. And what we have is what we got. And that can be amazing.
"How deep is your love?"
Very deep.
xo
