it's fully spring,
in all her beauty.
days are slow,
filled with play and dirt and
books and art and tree climbing.
i have been barely present in most online spaces
(except instagram, but that's another story)
and that is as it should be.
the twins are working diligently at making a new fairy house
their "best ever" under the cherry plum tree outside,
and that sings of spring to me more than anything else.
i'm just kind of settling back into these days,
the dishes never ceasing, laundry always calling,
food to be made, dirt caked feet to wash, little ones to tickle.
the mundane is anything but.
the mundane is the beautiful.