One day you wake up and your only child is big enough to navigate the neighborhood sidewalks alone. He visits friends and zips around on his bike or scooter. He lets you know he’s going over to so-and-so’s house and don’t worry Mom, he’ll be just fine. He’ll keep his phone on and check in with you every so often. No, he doesn’t need to take a snack and no he doesn’t need you to come pick him up. One day you wake up and realize that whether you like it or not, your only child is growing up and is within reaching distance of becoming a full-blown functional adult human. And your insides will swell simultaneously with pride and love. And panic. And it will be okay. Because it has to be. And it always is. It just is.
Look at this beautiful little bastard snacking on my plant
2 months and this baby is bursting at the seams. Anybody want some baby succulents?
Chill cat wishes you many chill blessings on this beautiful Summer morning ☀️
🌸 Power. Happy belated summer solstice to you
[white girl voice] Take me to church
Feeling extremely lucky to have this beautiful human @hipstergardener in my life and equally beautiful friends to share the experience of visiting him at @whiteoakpastures. White Oak Pastures is a 150 year old family farm in South Georgia that honors its land and products with meticulous humanity and sustainability. I’m already homesick for a place I’ve only visited once. ❤️
Everyone loves a good BBW wait what
This way to the Thunderdome
If you haven’t visited the amazing @whiteoakpastures organic farm then what’s wrong with you?
A good farm
Starting a chill lifestyle blog where I’ll talk about growing succulents, perfecting a cold brew coffee recipe, and balancing a 150k student loan debt called whymegodwhyfuckingme.com
Spring has sprung? Maybe? Probably? Please? PLEASE.