Remember when I started The Secret Messages Project? It was New Year’s Day and my heart was cold — almost frozen, in fact — but I knew that if I could fill my city with kind words I might be able to feel the warmth of that kindness. (That’s how it works, you know.) So I […]
Tag: beauty
One Thing I Know …
… This plain-faced, ordinary world is full of magic: Tree Shadows, Roanoke, Va Hope you stumble over some everyday beauty today… ❤
Have you seen the sky lately …?
…I mean really seen it — not just in passing, but with purpose? Because whether you notice it or not, it unrolls itself for you every day — your own private gallery, right there above your head. (All these images, by the way, are perfectly unedited — which should say something.) On our recent road trip […]
Florida in Monochrome, or, Why I’m a Strange Soul Who Gets Overwhelmed by Too Much Prettiness
For the past seven days, I soaked up all the summer I could in southern Florida. I showed up hungry for sunlight, searing heat, green. And I have to say, Florida delivered: As the car shot toward the Keys on long white bridges spanning the water, the Sunshine State rolled itself out like a green-and-blue […]
Thirty Wishes for my City: Day Thirty
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * I don’t know how I came up with the idea; I just know that for me, it […]
An Invitation to Look Again, Hung on a Tree in the Marsh: Day Twenty-One
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * This is how it happens: I am out shopping, late Sunday afternoon, when I see on the […]
Dry Erase Marker, on a Mirror in the Women’s Restroom, in a Local Coffeehouse: Day Ten
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. Earlier this week, I wanted to say something to all of us ladies who lean into the bathroom […]
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