And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
from Daffodils by William Wordsworth
Delighting in a week of gifts, I add to my list...
7 year-old boy written poetry.
In a basement box of old letters, finding confetti from the night we met (and an old frame to display it). Turns out I don't throw away everything. : )
Sweet moments with their grandparents.
My parents' generosity. Being here so I could go to...
The Apologia Live retreat. Refreshment, inspiration, and so much fun! Homeschool moms, if there is one in your area - GO!
Growing with a group of friends... and encouraging one another in the journey.
All of us talking late into the night.
Getting stuck in Beltway traffic with a dear friend... barley noticing just how long we sat there.
Debra Bell's session. I love to hear her wit and wisdom!
My journal now filled with notes.
The first sunny daffodils.
Robins and forsythia and maples trees all red with blooms.
Life emerging from the mud.