Palmetto palms cover so much of Georgia's coast. Every change in light provides a new subject. Deep shadows with lines of light drawn on them, the rattling of the dry brown fronds catching the slightest breeze, the basketweave pattern on the trunk. Every
There is no perfect, ideal, and cohesive road for motherhood, only the twist and turns of the “figure it out yourself” sort... Was I ever a fully-fledged person before I had my children? Why yes, of course I was… I had a life and it was a great one –...
