This looks like so much fun! A great way to spread smiles and kindness! I found the below post/information when I was looking at related Facebook pages for The Kindness Rocks Project via Michaels announcing:
There are a million ways to be kind, help us paint them all!
We’ve joined forces with The Kindness Rocks Project to kick off the 1 Million Kindness Rocks Challenge! (posted August 9th on Michaels Facebook page)
I’m going to share some here in Ontario! Where will you be “hiding’ your rocks?
For the first day of this challenge, I enjoyed some time photographing wildflowers and my garden’s flowers.
I’m slowly getting to know my ‘new’ phone/camera. Here’s a sample of most of the filters for my Asus Zenfone 3 Laser.
30×30 Nature Challenge
Join us this August for a challenge that will get you back into nature and tuned into your senses.
Studies show that being regularly immersed in nature can prevent short-sightedness, while listening to nature sounds can decrease stress, and the scent of fresh pine has been known to reduce depression and anxiety. It’s time to get back to your senses and make nature a habit!
It’s funny how the mind works. How something so ordinary signifies something so big. Yet that connection is so personal that no one else would catch it. This photo from a few months ago is just that.
My mind wandered back to last summer when I wrote about the cost of socks. While my rant about the money is real. The real moment in that post was about the little daily things that I share with my daughter changing. Socks represented a change in parenting stages for me. No..change sounds like it’s done. I still have my youngest at home. I guess it’s more suitable to say the socks represent a transition.
That’s why I love this photo. While we’re moving to a new stage, we still have our connection.
This is when I feel myself expand, just a little, into the space she’s left behind. There are hours now when I am finally able to twirl in a circle of my own without scraping motherhood’s walls. – Lisa Sadikman
Wow. That moment when you read the words; the ones that match your feelings but you didn’t quite know you wanted to say them? Does that make sense? Regardless, this is a wonderful post about the time before you blink and she’s in university.
“Tuck me in momma,” she insists sweetly, her blue eyes big behind her glasses, her long, caramel-colored hair tied back for bed. I’m standing against her doorway more out than in. Her bedside table is littered with gum wrappers and tangled hot pink headphones, Catcher in the Rye, its pages curling. The bed is unmade and her finished homework spills out of her unzipped backpack.
“Pleeeese?” she says dramatically as she reaches for her phone, the glowing screen a constant calling. I watch her check her texts or maybe it’s Snapchat. For me, it’s her girlish plea that beckons and tugs at my heart. It’s past her bedtime and inching closer to mine. With the younger two asleep, My Time is just within reach: the book I’ve been meaning to start, that cherry enzyme facial mask I want to try out. If I go upstairs now, I might even…