{19/52}

"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: Saturday mornings are our favorite!

 Linking up with Jodi :)

hello evening walks...it's nice to see you again

I have been waiting and waiting for the weather to warm up so we can begin our evening walks again through the prairie. The edge of the prairie is lined with massive houses, that undoubtedly have an incredible view of the vast plains and the foothills, and one of the busy roads runs right through it...but we can imagine we are in the middle of nowhere. It is still surprisingly calming and we love hearing the birds call back and forth.

What a difference a year makes!

We walked and watched the sun set behind the foothills...it would have been the perfect moment had it not been for our toddler throwing the world's largest tantrum.  Apparently strollers are for babies and Everdeen wanted nothing to do with being pushed in it...we scared away every single bird within a ten mile radius and even a few joggers. 

It looks like our walks this summer will be spent following around a very independent little girl. 

{18/52}

"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: I think you're really loving this warm spring weather and listening to all of the happy birds chirping :)

 Linking up with Jodi :)

pink blossoms

We took Everdeen for a walk this evening to search for some pink flowering trees.  Standing under branches filled with fragrant, perfectly pink blossoms is divine. Secretly though, I wanted an excuse to hold my almost two year old close to me for a little while longer.  I keep thinking that one of these days it will be the last time she's in my sling and I won't have known it was our last time...

These days leading up to summer make me feel nostalgic and put an ache inside of me that I can only understand now that I'm a mother.  Watching your little one grow is filled with such bittersweet emotion. I long for time to stop so I can hold those chubby little cheeks in my hands for just a while longer...sometimes I get lost in trying to hold onto moments that cannot be held.

The wind, that won't seem to go, caused the delicate little petals to rain around us as we walked along the ditch lined with trees. Everdeen patted my back, as she always does.  I can't wait for more evenings like this...no work tomorrow, my little tot nestled close to me and my husband, and a sweet flowery breeze blowing the curtains.   

{17/52}

"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week, in 2014."

Everdeen Kate: When did you start to look less like my baby and more like a little girl? 

 Linking up with Jodi :)