Natural Boys

145 :: Natural Boys

I told her that if she opened a preschool, it would immediately fill with the happiest toddlers in the neighborhood! These boys adore her and the endless games she invents for them. Today, they were her “Natural Boys,” following her around everywhere, listening to her every direction.

Tunnel of Love

145 :: Learning to Ride

The girls and I were talking about what we love about living at Gousty and what we love about living on our hill in Suttons Bay. We miss our gardens in Suttons Bay, and we miss our light-filled rooms on the hill. We like being able to hop on our bikes and ride down to Little Bees. And we miss our dear neighbors.

But it doesn’t take much explanation to get to the heart of our love for Gousty. Every time I walk through the “tunnel of love” I am simply filled with the feeling that there is no where else in the world I would rather live.

Then I turn the corner and see the beautiful land that my parents have tended and loved and lived on for 26 years, and well, this is it.

145 :: Gousty Light

Washing Wild Leeks

138 :: Washing Wild Leeks

I adore this tiny man, standing up at the sink, helping Papa with fermentation projects. Give this little boy a sink full of water and a few kitchen utensils and he gladly “help” in the kitchen for at least a half an hour.

At Home At Old Gousty

120 :: Mug Boy

We are here for the month of May, and soaking up every moment of living in the beautiful Gousty woods.

120 :: Good Morning Ladies

121 :: Drawing Together

124 :: Bird In

(Shh . . . don’t tell Suzie that a bird tried to come inside while I was making dinner one night!)

121 :: Evening Light

124 :: James and Juniper

124 :: Dunescape

This land will always be my home.

124 :: Dune Light

122 :: Outside Copywork

Squeezing in a little school work . . . and cousin time.

121 :: Big Eye

126 :: Birthday Sign

124 :: Cousin Snack

124 :: Evening Walk

124 :: First Bouquet

126 :: Birthday Making