K and the Giraffe Princess are downstairs cooking up a storm.
I came home from work mid afternoon to a cloud of flour and the smell of roasting chicken. I had left earlier with half a mind to make a butterfly birthday cake on my return, but I love their attention to this day too much to interfere.
And so I have lurked upstairs, tidying my desk,
feeling the silence,
making
something
delicate and small
because somehow that feels just right.
Happy Birthday little one.
Glow in the Woods
still life 365
the radar of chance 
Beautiful, small and delicate.
Remembering Laura on her fourth birthday.
By: cathjw on May 11, 2013
at 9:10 pm
Your words here feel just right, too. Thinking of you and Laura, and sending love.
By: ilostaworld on May 13, 2013
at 7:38 pm
Hello my friend- so sorry that I am commenting so late- for some reason my phone won’t allow comments so U have to do them on the computer.
I am thinking of you and Laura across the miles and sending love and light your way. Happy 4th Birthday sweet star voyager…
By: lesliedp on May 22, 2013
at 2:40 am
Late, here
but happy birthday to you, Laura
yes, CW – beautiful, small, and delicate
those are some of the words in my mind, too
but the ones I really want won’t come
because they are trying
to reach for a tiny child
across the sea
who should be living
if only
she were
xoxo Laura xoxo
CiM
By: Cathy in Missouri on May 29, 2013
at 11:43 am