In the corner of this tiny cabin, there is a rocker nestled between a couch and a French door. It's where I find myself spending most of the time. The view from my corner isn't bad, really. I see things that absolutely melt me.
Nursing the babe gives me all the excuse needed to devour happy books like this one.
I capture spring erupting outside the window...
and fluffy clouds, birds migrating back north, and encroaching rainstorms out the French doors.
I homeschool, nurse, think, dose off, and observe life from this corner of mine. The house is messier, the laundry piles up faster, and the dishes want to take over because of all this time spent in the rocker. This is life for now. I can't say I mind it. Things sure do look beautiful from here.