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Swan Song of a Scarecrow
In a whirlwind of happiness following a long season of infertility, Sierra finds herself fearing the future, sudden loss, and figuratively holding her breath for things to fall apart. It is in these years of pregnancy, birth, and early motherhood where she deeply learns to fully embrace God’s good gifts, and to run headlong into… Continue reading
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If I Wrote a Love Story…
If I wrote a love story, I’d start it on Mother’s Day. A garden would begin from a grocery cart and a broken heart. The daisies would be half-price. There would be hope. And it would take awhile. There would be no time for cliches. There’d be too much life, too much hard, too much… Continue reading
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Beautiful Things in the Quiet
Spring is a marvel. Over the last few years while living in the foothills I have watched spring burst, and I have slowly fallen for it. I realized about two springs ago I loved when the oak trees would burst into bright young green. It only lasts mere weeks (at most) and it’s taken me… Continue reading
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A Frenzy of Garden & Pancake Pie (life these days)
The garden feels about to burst. And as I hold my 1-year-old daughter and walk on the raised stones to our home sweet home I hope I always remember the sweet feeling of— Ben coming home, the days getting longer, surprise coffee waiting in the fridge, floral postage stamps, and all of us in the… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 