A photo essay about our morning at the playground.
There is magic in starlight, of course. This is well known, but because the light travels such a long distance, the magic in it is fragile and diffused, stretched into the most delicate of threads. There is enough magic in starlight to content a baby and fill its belly, and in large enough quantities, starlight can awaken the best in that baby's heart and soul and mind. It is enough to bless, but not to enmagic.
Moonlight however. That is a different story.
Moonlight is magic. Ask anyone you like.
- The Girl Who Drank the Moon, by Kelly Barnhill
A look at what we’ve been reading together this year!
We woke bright and early with the sun at about 6. After a nearly sleepless night I resisted rising for … Continue Reading Hiking Emmaline Lake Trail, Part 2
Day one of our backpacking trip along the Emmaline Lake Trail in the Comanche Peak Wilderness area.