Her chubby hand, holding on to the edge of my shirt or wrapped around my finger. Always holding on. Her beautiful eyes, staring up into mine – blinking slower and slower, until finally they surrender to sleep and she lets out a contented sigh, sinking deeper into my arms.
It is a glorious April afternoon which, here in southern Oregon, means that spring has finally sprung and summer has already begun flexing its muscles a bit. Yesterday reached a high of 85, and as I write it is currently approaching 80 degrees. I am not a fan of summer heat, but I do loveContinue reading “Introduction”