[shop stories] broken butterfly

[Once a week or so, I'll share the story behind an image available for purchase in my shop.] I sat on the deck for hours watching over this broken butterfly. I don't remember how many pictures I took; there were a lot. I lost the ones I didn't post to social media when my laptop

[shop stories] sunflower

[Once a week or so, I'll share the story behind an image available for purchase in my shop.] This is the first year I've tried to grow sunflowers. I planted the entire pack of seeds. I had a total of ten sprout. Of the ten, this is the only stalk to make it. As I'm

[shop stories] tomatoes

[Once a week or so, I'll share the story behind an image available for purchase in my shop.] Y'ALL. Tomatoes might not have much scope for imagination, but the plants on my deck experience remarkable depth of field. These are amazing because they go through a sort of rainbow process – green to yellow to

[shop stories] pink blossoms

[Once a week or so, I'll share the story behind an image available for purchase in my shop.] This is one of my favorite images ever. I took the original photo in early 2011, before I had daughters, when I was almost drowning in an attempt to start a photography business and justify my stay-at-home

don’t freak out

You know how things that make you roll your eyes or shrug when you’re above a neutral emotional level can make you want to hide under the bed when you’re in a fragile emotional state? Well. I’m trying to encourage myself and everyone around me to refuse to hide under the bed.  Listen to Megan.

astonished at his teaching

The story of Jesus cleansing the temple is familiar to me, but when I read it this latest time I noticed something. Let’s take it apart and work backwards: all the crowd was astonished at his teaching because it was fresh and new  the chief priests and scribes feared Jesus because he was telling truth

mother’s day

I am propped on my bed in the sunshine.  It is Mother’s Day.  Mother’s Day is not my favorite.  I know too many people who hurt extra hard for Mother’s Day. It took me a long time to admit out loud that I don’t love Mother’s Day.  I love Mothers. I love families. I love

brains and breathing

If you have listened to me at all, ever, you have probably heard me say “There’s some real science about that now!” This can be confusing for me, because depending on who is reporting the science, it can be misleading or wrong… I have statistics trust issues. But when things make sense to me, I

a new project

I’m putting together lists for a blog project, and (as usual) I need help. I want to write more about journaling and goal-building and building intentionality and Bible study and responsible self-care and planning and feeling crazy but knowing that’s okay. But. I am not always sure where to start.  Talking with you darling people

meristem

My previous post was about an outdoors science math project adventure on Ash Wednesday, when we looked for Fibonacci spirals in nature and then watched videos on Khan Academy. I mentioned that I learned a word (and then I just stopped the post, yay awkard closings).  THAT WORD IS MERISTEM. Meristem is (thank you, Merriam-Webster)