I'm going home for the weekend. What does that mean when you are an adult, when you have a home of your own? I have many homes. I have homes in Michigan, a home in Tennessee, a home in Scotland, a home in the woods, a home on the beach, an apartment home in Boston, a new home in Chicago, and homes I am still yet to find. I hope that this home, this blog, can connect my many homes together and allow me to be a little closer to the many homes I miss.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

How quickly plans change

Day to harvest
Plans changed as tumbled forward
Hands of asphalt


While playing with Eden, I tripped (pretty spectacularly) and scrapped my knee and palms! Kids make it all look so easy. No harvesting collard greens for me- though we still had lunch on the farm and gathered some supper. I will spare you pictures of my hands.







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