First, there was Seamus. My first independent, little buddy. I just moved home from London, was trying to live in my own apartment, and...

Even the pen felt heavy. The ink was like tar, pulling the point back. Slowing it’s flight across the page. Just write. Writer’s write....

This post is purely to show all the beautiful things that are currently thriving in our garden! I’m not sure about you, but I needed...