Wonderful Wood Watches Stand the Test of Time
The quality and craftsmanship of JORD timepieces is obvious. What stands out when shopping their site is the wealth of information provided about the variety of woods they use.
The quality and craftsmanship of JORD timepieces is obvious. What stands out when shopping their site is the wealth of information provided about the variety of woods they use.
I watched them closely, not because I was concerned, but rather because this kid had everything I’d ever crushed on when I was a young girl.
Happy National Sandwich Day!
This day has to do with celebrating convenience food, and #OnFridaysWeHaiku, so I must ask you:
What else could I do?
I silently hoped my children would grow to be as resilient. It has never crossed my mind they won’t need to be.
Products that are not only tolerated, but works for my ADHD/SPD kiddo? You bet I’m sharing!
I know just enough of the great wide world to see I’ve seen quite little. I have met so many people of different types but still, small a sample. I’ve lived broadly enough to understand how narrow my experience. Traveling expands the eyes, the mind, and the heart – Infinitely open. This is #Day18 of…
What is REAL? “Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’ ‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit. ‘Sometimes,’ said…
Balance. The word tumbles through her mind, like shoes in a dryer, as she washes down her morning meds with cold coffee. What am I doing? Nothing. No, I’m sitting here watching the rain, trying to sort out what to do, and wishing I could do nothing. Read all day. Stay in bed and…
This morning we played Peek-a-Boo with our friend the Moon. My son and I, giggling softly, wide-eyed in the quiet room. Mister Moon slid swiftly across the Western sky Ducking behind tall buildings – I’ve never seen him be so spry! “Hey, Moonie, I still see you!” My Boy called out in glee. For while…
I’ve mentioned this a time or two before, but music has always been my first love. Not that I’m musically inclined, mind you. My memories have nevertheless always seemed inseparable from the soundtrack. At this point, I could ramble on in 20 directions – each path a song, each inspiring another story, or chapter, or…