olive june: May 2019

favorite shoes for summer

this past monday was the unofficial start to summer and with temps in the high 90's in charlotte lately, i thought i would share some shoes for summer that i am loving... 

a weekend by the sea

You are the moon, 
dear love, 
and I the sea.
The tide of hope swells
hight within my breast,
and hides the rough
dark rocks of life's unrest
when your fond eyes
smile near in perigee.
But when that loving face
is turned from me,
low falls the tide,
and the grim rocks appear,
and earth's dim coast-line
seems a thing to fear.
"You are the moon, 
dear love, 
and I the sea.

// ella wheeler wilcox

a grateful heart

why i wake early

hello, sun in my face
hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories, 
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and crotchety-

best preacher that ever was-
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light-
good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, not, how i start the day
in happiness, in kindness.

-mary oliver

nash charles . month eleven | things i always want to remember

"gather courage like-
-jak major

mother's day moments

redefining motherhood

it is the look in my mother's eyes,
every time we say goodbye.
it is the pregnant girl on the bus, 
softly singing lullabies to her unborn child. 
it is the woman staring at the negative pregnancy test, 
longing, hurting, grieving.
it is the elderly lady standing in line at the supermarket,
her hand on her son's shoulder, guiding him through life.
it is the barely visible smile of the woman passing by on the street, 
a sign of recognition, a safe haven.
it is the woman hiding her tears, enduring the pain, 
not wanting to worry her children. 
it is the raw power of my body that keeps on going.
it is the task of safeguarding with every fiber of your being.
it is the protective instinctive behavior, the tightening of my muscles, 
the adrenaline rushing through my veins. 

it is the new version of me. 
the softer, stronger, tougher version of me. 

may intentions

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"for the rest of this year,
stay strong.
Let no one and nothing
make you feel like
you are not good enough
or that you do not belong.
It does not matter
how good they are
at what they do, 
your story is being woven
intricately and uniquely
by the Ono who created you."
-morgan harper nichols

thrift store tips

-a home scene-