A recent blog perusal has unearthed an unlikely discovery: I rather enjoy these snapshot posts. Short, telling, packed with feels – an archived glimpse into the ever-fleeting now. I think it has something to do with that old saying about the little things being the big things. You know, hindsight and all that. Plus, for all my preaching about embracing the mess, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t find the occasional tidy collection of photos remarkably therapeutic. Sometimes it’s nice to have a place to polish everything, you know? Somewhere to silence the whining, to hide the dirty socks, if only for a moment.





1 // lashes & butterbeer

2 // PhD in awesome

3 // birthday cake crash

4 // I see you, Mom (always)


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *