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Sunflowers, Summer Son
Our first sunflower of the season bloomed in the second week of July. I love sunflowers. They remind me of the summer I was pregnant with my son. That first time experiencing all the emotions that come with the final weeks of pregnancy, the excitement, the unknown, and the natural way your mind just starts… Continue reading
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To Moms of Tiny Artists
Art in the Thick of It, Poem🎨💓 “I don’t make art anymore.” But I watched her for a day. She smiled at the morning and then paved a way. She made room for their messes, imaginations soar. She helped them make sense of their huge world and her own such a blur. She cheered for… Continue reading
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When They Call You Pretty
It may sound a little crazy but it feels like there’s this idea floating around that beauty = ugly, or beauty = bad, or even, beauty = a vain woman. But I disagree. Beauty may be vain in that it doesn’t last and isn’t the end-all/be-all, but a beautiful woman is not automatically vain (or… Continue reading
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Garden of Green Fables
Our garden tells the story. Our bright yellow shed. The way we approach each new spring. How we laugh together. It’s been seven years of marriage. We wear our ugly crocs and go out in the garden in the evening after our children go to bed. He waters. I trim roses. We admire our tiny… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 