Beautiful Dust

"Somewhere in my dust heap there's a richness." – John Steinbeck


Family

  • Thankful

    For the usual things Made more special for their expectedness: Family Friends Food. For things beautiful and strange: Books with voices that strengthen my own; An orange cat with winsome determination; Crackling fires facilitating laughter and conversation. And for things unusual: Love beyond measure, And grace that finds us Even in the midst of our… Continue reading

  • On Coming Home

    Same same, but different Yesterday your fingers recalled How it felt to play Christmas songs On the piano with a rattling F key– The piano which is rightfully yours, Except for as much as you miss it You still have no space in your house. The day before, your feet stayed warm Inside boots two… Continue reading

  • Celebrating

    I adore visiting my grandparents house. Especially at Christmastime. Everything about that two-storied structure, built by my grandpa, communicates warmth and love. As I sit tonight, I think about what happens within these walls each year, how we go through the same happy routine. There’s the room paneled in pine, where we all congregate the evening… Continue reading

About Me

I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.

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