nash charles is one!

The Messenger

My work is loving the world. 

Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird- equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.

Here the clam deep i the speckled sand.

Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?

Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? 

Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work, 

which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished. 

The phoebe, the delphinium. The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture. Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here, 

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart

and these body-cloths, a mouth which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam, telling them all, 

over and over, how is it that we live forever.”

– Mary Oliver

my sweet nash

my love for you is forever 

may you always love the world with simple and sincere gratitude

with intentions 

with roots

with kindness

the many faces of our birthday boy //

yesterday i wrote him a letter on the eve of his first birthday

and as i mentioned on that post, i am all (all!) kinds of emotional this week

especially remembering the moment i first saw his face

-how just one look took my breath away-

and the first time parks met his baby brother

i want to always hold that near to my heart.

his romper | jamie kay

happy first birthday

to you

my littlest love

i am so thankful God chose us to be your family

you are beyond what we ever could have imagined 

-wishing you many more-

i always want to remember you this way

and look forward to watching you grow

i love you, my baby boy

happy birthday

xo