Our supper time fantasy table talk was becoming tedious. It was time to re-engage with the "real world".

With each growth stage I open my hands to something beautiful and life altering. And in grabbing hold I have to let go of old patterns and expectations.

I promise not to make this into a running blog. I know, two posts in one week about running, a bit of overkill. 

The most recent arrival to the feeder is the Purple Finch. This spring is the first time we've seen a purple finch; and we're all in love with the rich red of the males.

You don't need a special space to create the "right environment" for creativity or learning. What you need is "right relationship".