27 June 2017

dipping our toes in texas summer.


we spent a few days in texas last week, loving on family and filling our bellies with tex-mex. fourteen of us moyers, there were, and our days hummed with simple, happy things of summer. we chased sunflowers and ate breakfast tacos on my aunt & uncle's porch. we explored downtown mckinney and roadtripped to abilene. we ate catfish for sunday lunch in buffalo gap. we ate fresh fruit paletas, melting fast -- running down our arms -- in the hot western sun. we welcomed paloma, born this spring, to our tribe. our saturday was uncle tommy's smoked barbecue ribs and rowdy games of cornhole and cold potato salad and the sound of little cousins laughing.

and how i love seeing those rough & tumble ragamuffin cousins together, making memories like the ones our fathers made as four brothers growing up. memories for the books.

22 June 2017

notes from spring --



(on this, the last day.)

the chill and rain persisted, and it was a quiet season. i liked it such a way. we've been getting so much good time together at home, cooking and reading and watching our favorite shows. i also love an early bedtime. so life's been good.

this was our newlywed spring of: market bouquets. mango sticky rice. dates for pad thai and 1984 on broadway, sticky buns and hot coffee before work. committing treasures to our baby box. spinning the soundtrack to la la land again and again. j√≥nsi's humming, too.  fleeing to central park with paperbacks and crepes any day that sun did shine. rising with the songbirds to write (me). playing soccer on tuesdays (him). living weekends slow and refreshing our souls for summer (us).

14 June 2017

road trip to new hope.


we hopped a train west this past weekend to visit christopher's parents and youngest brother, and to celebrate father's day together a bit early since we'll be with my own papa on the day. saturday afternoon, we five hopped in the car and drove clear to pennsylvania for milkshakes and a poke around new hope. the heat soared to nearly ninety that day, and a road trip to a sweet village perched on the delaware & positively dripping in colonial history was just the thing for a roasting summer day.