dearest ones...

  Sometimes, true love is so strong, it's overwhelming, threatens to break my heart if I dare dwell for longer than a few moments. The love I feel for them is nearly painful. Consuming, fierce, the only real thing at times.

  I am happy to meet the spring. I seek lightness, days spent outside with my loves growing our food. Pondering (trying to convince Dad) of our need for a few chickens and a little chicken coop...