Mother of Cats.
Autistic? ADHD? Perimenopausal?
Stitching the winter air with grace, finding small secrets in bark and sleep.
Its tiny crown, a glint of gold,
lit up the hush of garden days-
and in that bright, foraging arc,
my heart found joy enough to stay.
Stitching the winter air with grace, finding small secrets in bark and sleep.
Its tiny crown, a glint of gold,
lit up the hush of garden days-
and in that bright, foraging arc,
my heart found joy enough to stay.
before winter steals their final leaves and they drift into their quiet dreams,
awaiting spring’s gentle hand to wake them once again 🍁🍂
before winter steals their final leaves and they drift into their quiet dreams,
awaiting spring’s gentle hand to wake them once again 🍁🍂
It’s alright to slow down and simply be. We don’t have to rush or keep proving our worth.
Who you are, and how you’re doing right now, is already enough.
🧡
#kindness #positivity
Picture by @fullspiritquotes
It’s alright to slow down and simply be. We don’t have to rush or keep proving our worth.
Who you are, and how you’re doing right now, is already enough.
🧡
#kindness #positivity
Picture by @fullspiritquotes
The light slips sooner from the sky,
its gold now thin and fleeting.
The garden hums a softer sigh,
the evening birds retreating.
Once laughter lingered with the breeze,
and petals turned to listen.
Now shadows gather ’neath the trees,
and fading colors glisten.
The light slips sooner from the sky,
its gold now thin and fleeting.
The garden hums a softer sigh,
the evening birds retreating.
Once laughter lingered with the breeze,
and petals turned to listen.
Now shadows gather ’neath the trees,
and fading colors glisten.
It means trees have been there undisturbed for thousands of years, & at least since consistent national records started in the 17th Century
It’s the soil that is ancient
The ghosts of the dying & the dead feeding the living
It means trees have been there undisturbed for thousands of years, & at least since consistent national records started in the 17th Century
It’s the soil that is ancient
The ghosts of the dying & the dead feeding the living
The meows are both already up there - I’ve put two pillows length ways down the bed to save my space 😹
The meows are both already up there - I’ve put two pillows length ways down the bed to save my space 😹
Some of the flowers are still looking good for now though 🌸
Some of the flowers are still looking good for now though 🌸