acts of service

when @sjrhoffman asked me what i wanted for my birthday, he suggested several options like dinner out, having friends over, or a quiet night by the fire with cocktails and presents. but having had my eyes opened with the 5 Love Languages, i knew immediately what I wanted—an afternoon of Acts of Service. (no, not that kind of service. get your minds out of the gutter . . .) Acts of Service is my love language and that meant, in this case, helping me make the biggest STILL assemblage i’ve ever tried, using all the pressed leaves i had tucked away in journals, books, and plant presses over the last ten years. steve nailed it (no, not that kind of nailing it . . . sheesh, you guys), and i had one of the best birthdays i can remember. weird, perhaps. but at 58, i want what i want.

assorted pressed leaves