15 December 2014

Repeat the Sounding Joy

2014, in many ways, has been both the hardest and most beautiful of my life. I don't know if I've ever recognized the passing of time as much as I have these last twelve months. When you long for something, time is confusing; both fickle and precious.

This weekend was the first in months that felt the way a weekend ought to feel. It involved the holiday tents and ice skaters in Central Park. Long walks with cold puffs of air every time I opened my mouth. Hot chocolate to temper the chill. The aroma of gingerbread cookies fresh from the oven on Sunday morning. The indulgence of a single pink peony for $13. Naps, reading, slippers and pizza for dinner.

I haven't personally thanked everyone who's reached out the past several weeks. I hope you know how much I appreciate your kindness.

To you and everyone:

"For each new morning with its light,
For rest and shelter of the night,
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything this goodness sends."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

P.S. A few things I'm loving lately:

This perfect gift for the pint-sized chef in your life;
My beautiful new watch (an early Christmas present from Tiho);
These stunning pour over coffee stands;
This important reminder;
Timely words about holiday traditions;


  1. Two perfect, cozy photos for Christmas. You also always have wonderful links to share, going through them now. Merry Christmas, all the best to you. x

  2. lovely images (both written & photographed)

  3. I just came across your blog thanks to a random search on PCOS. I too was recently diagnosed after trying to conceive unsuccessfully for several months. Also like you, I work with young children and while I adore my job, some days it tears my heart out to love and care for the children of other people when I so badly want to be a mother myself. I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers and hope to read happy news on your blog sometime soon. Big hugs and best of luck!


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