• So I just got a brand new iPhone X. Any must-have apps or tips or set-up recommendations? I use my iPad pro and Macbook air for work all the time, but have had a Samsung phone for the last couple of years, so I’m relearning all things iphone.

  • Anybody have some of those eternal-reads going? I mean, books you have been reading for a long time. You dip in and out. They sit by your bed or on your desk. You leave them for weeks or months at a time, maybe, then come back for days or weeks. They’re not abandoned reads (I have plenty of those too) but they’re ongoing for, like, ever. They’re also not quite rereads: I have some books that I have read in entirety, and revisit (in whole or in part) regularly.

  • Scenes from camping

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  • Big experiment in our household as we enter the new year: husband is fully taking over the homeschooling, household-running, food-making, kid-managing stuff as I move from working ~30 hours/week to well over that. We’re good partners in sharing workload in general but this is a new version. Me letting go of “how I usually do things” may be the biggest challenge.

  • H A P P Y WEEKEND

  • It’s a camping weekend for us. I’m so excited. A few hours of work to finish then we’re loading up all the things and meeting friends at our favorite camping beach. Hope everyone has plans for the weekend that absolutely thrill you. And/or an absolute lack of plans for the weekend, which in my opinion is also quite thrilling.

  • I thought that my voyage had come to its end

    My favorite poem from Tagore, for our new year:

    I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,—that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

    But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.

  • H A P P Y NEW Y E A R!

  • Some people have mentioned that she looks like me

  • WHAT great G I F T S WE are G I V E N

  • T A K E ON M E (3 takes) by [@](https://micro.blog/) @zepto_land77 @natural_.vibez

  • HELP. I am trapped in a downward music spiral. SEND ME YOUR BEST SPOTIFY PLAYLISTS. or band/music recs and I’ll look ‘em up.

  • Well, got my two older kids hooked on The Office (U.S. version) so I’m actually feeling okay about my parenting skills right now.

  • S U N G L A S S E S :: I lose/break sunglasses constantly. I broke my last pair and two days later a friend offered us the remainder of his stock from when he used to sell sunglasses in college so long story short we bought 122 pairs of sunglasses for $35 and it’s the best purchase I’ve ever made. also obviously everyone is getting sunglasses for Christmas.

  • B E A C H ❤️ CAMPING ❤️ F O R E V E R

  • C A M P I N G WEEKEND 🏝️🌅❤️

  • IT’S O K A Y to be HAPPY :: to smile too hard, to squint into the sun, to look at life through beautiful rose-colored glasses, to laugh loudly and inappropriately, to believe in the good, to be overly optimistic, to be stupid in love with your people and your Self and the world and the good strong throbbing magic of it all. . You don’t have to satisfy our culture’s unquenchable thirst for negativity. You don’t need a reason to be happy. You don’t have to justify or explain your joy. Life itself is enough of a reason. ❤️

  • P R O G R E S S I O N 🌅

  • Z E K E :: I never know what he’ll do next but I always know it will be entertaining, hilarious, creative, and brimming with joy. Also usually messy.

  • Camera recs for 12yo budding photographer, budget $200

    In search of recommendations: Mara (12 years old) has requested a camera for Christmas. I know nothing about cameras. I’d love to get her something decent but don’t want to spend over $200 on a first camera that may or may not become an ongoing hobby. Is that even possible? Any thoughts or recommendations?

  • T H A N K F U L

  • Mara, age 12, arriving home from school yesterday: “I am so glad to be home. I can’t wait to draw. I didn’t draw ALL weekend. I can’t stand it anymore. I’m going to draw now.”

    Note to self: when you find something you love, just straight-up obsess over it. Balance is stupid.

  • H A N D S in the AIR

  • H A I R WE ARE

  • I have a small hymn to sing in praise of my body. It has carried me so far, through so many roles, so many seasons, so many experiences. It took me on a jog (really more of a walk) this morning. It heals itself. In healing itself it heals me. My body shows me my limits and teaches me to rest. I broke my toe a month ago and hobbled around with a swollen bruised foot and now, just weeks later, I can put on my shoes and pound the pavement. How does it work? What magic? It comes together. The cells align. The body heals. I had surgery on January 31. They split open my abdomen from pelvis to belly button to remove a 9-pound ovarian cyst. I got a radical hysterectomy as a bonus. They found cancer cells, and if my body had not created a cyst and demanded a surgery, we would never have known about those cells, those ovarian cancer cells, waiting, sinister. I could have been dead by the time we knew something was wrong. Did my body create a cyst as warning? Or did the cyst come into being because of the cancer cells? I don’t know. I only know that I could be dead. I could have left my four young children without a mother. I have a thick pink line running down my middle to tell me this story every day. I AM HERE. I AM ALIVE. My 37-year-old body has borne four children into this world. It has pudge and cellulite and aches and pains and stretch marks. I love it. It is the tool of my most meaningful interactions: snuggles, hugs, kisses, intimacy, the casual hand on a shoulder speaking, the leaning in of heads during shared conversation, the meeting of eyes that understand, the creasing of a smile, the sound of laughter, the surrendered feel of weeping, all the beautiful overwhelming emotions of this life rise up in these physical cells, bearing me forward, carrying me from one moment to the next. Blessings on you, body. Blessings on all of us in this existence. We are here. We are alive. We are blessed. We are beautiful. We are whole.

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