I’m actually ahead of the game on Father’s Day and hoping I can help you with that too. Dads (well, men in general) can be so hard to buy for. Would he like this? Should I get that? Most of the time guys like gifts that are practical or shall we say useful. I love to find items that are functional and have beautiful form. I’m sharing a few favorites from around the web as well as giving away a gift card (keep reading) to one lucky reader . . .
1 / On The Other Hand Clock : I love the modern take on this wall clock that separates the hour and the minute hand.
5 / Do Good Hanging Chair by Uncommon Goods : All dads loves to nap and this hammock chair is calling his name! Stylish, comfortable and handmade in Thailand, providing sustainable income to a remote community
6 / Bend Key Ring : Just a little something that has a lot of style.
7 / Herschel Backpack : Throw your laptop in, gym clothes or make it a daddy diaper dude bag.
I was going to share my chore charts (come back next week, and I will). I could share about failing and flailing as a mother and mothering on. I could write about bathrooms or bedrooms. Designing your home. Designing your life. I could work out my words in my journal. Write. Wonder. Rant. Repent. Record. But, instead my fingers feel like pecking at punchy keys. Click click. My thoughts shared, splattered on a glowing screen instead of tucked away in the turn of a page. And, as I click, click, peck, punch, I’m really not sure what it is I have to say. Click, click. But, what I’m stewing on, what’s simmering away somewhere deep in the pot is something a friend said to me this week.
pretty ponytails. I loved this looped one (how to here).
chia pudding. I had the best chia pudding here and have been trying to replicate, ever since. I think this version from the Minimalist Baker looks like a fun one to try, too. Have you tried chia seed pudding?
It never starts in the snow. Not even during spring rain. But, when the grass starts growing, emerald city, green, and the tall trees begin to rustle and wave, and the new leaves work out their whispy whispers, then I feel I can’t keep in the cocoon any longer.
I have to be out their in it. In the wind, warmed by the sun and welcomed by the bird’s songs. I don’t just want to go out, I want to live out, as much as I possibly can. Play out. Eat out. Read out. Relax out. Be out.
The summer months are short, here, and so we have to make the days long. We lengthen them by lingering, lounging and letting go of whats calling us back in.
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