
My Maple. I haven’t documented her like I should have. She’s not any less loved… but I’ve completely soaked her in. My second sweet red. With her quiet gentle demeanor. I love her. I completely adore her. I love how she takes my face in her hands & stares dead in my face. She feels...
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“If I ever go looking for my hearts desire again…. I wont look any further than my own backyard” -Dorothy somewhere 0001 from Jessica Deane on Vimeo.
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That time of year is finally here again. Evenings walking the driveway…. hunting for catepillars & the soft glow of the evening sun lighting up your red hair. You asked for Anna braids on this day. I love how you look with them. Soft wisps of hair falling out around your face while you tug...
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Little moments like these….. how you look exactly like Addi sitting in that sink. Its like deja vu at times. I thought Addi was the last of my sink baths…. but yet here I am. Watching you take in the water…. hitting it with your hand & moving your feet bath & forth. You...
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I’m a worrier. I’m protective. I’m a nurse. I bandage & kiss boo-boos. I tackle mountains of laundry daily. I’m a chef. I sing patti-cake & you are my sunshine several times a day. Toys overwhelm my living room at times. Things get broken by balls. Girly shrieks echo on the walls. Fights take...
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