▴ my valentine’s day flowers matching my silly new vase. ▴ “Aunt Kaylah, I have something for you!” ▴ making something silly just for the fun of it. ▴ this plant I rescued from my parent’s house that is now flowering (the flower opened the day after my mom’s birthday!!! cue the tears.) ▴ Sunday
reopened The Dainty Squid shop & made hundreds and hundreds of things! stalked dinosaurs and tiny aliens around my neighborhood. spent lots of time working on the bus with my family. found more four-leaf clovers than ever before! hi mom! spend lots of time wandering the beach and searching for treasures. baked more than ever.
I go back and forth on what I want The Dainty Squid to be these days. There’s a big part of me that wants to back away from sharing personal things on the internet. It’s not always the friendliest place. There’s also a huge part of me that misses when my blog was just a
It has been SO long since my last blog post about books. It’s one of the most popular post requests I get. The thing is, I just have not been reading very much lately… at all. I have to be in the mood to read and on top of that one bad read will set
Its been four whole months since my last bus update aaaand holy cow, a lot has changed since then! I really don’t even know where to start. I kind of got out of the habit of shooting photos and video because it felt like not too much was happening. The work that was getting done
Yesterday marked six months since my mom suddenly passed away. I don’t blog about grief as much as I want to. Well, I mean, I don’t want to but I do feel like it’s healthy and… important, honestly. Having conversations about loss is essential. As a society, we suck at talking about death. Sure, everyone
Finding little creatures around my neighborhood. For a while it’s just been dinosaurs and other animals but recently there was an alien invasion! Bending down to pick up a kind of boring piece of clear beach glass only to spot what is easily the nicest red piece I’ve ever seen. Family time. Working on the
Since my first little foray into dump digging, it’s basically all I’ve thought about. There’s just something really spectacular about digging in the dirt and unearthing old things. That coupled with the fact that my nieces and nephew are also super into it makes it the most fun ever. Our Sundays are essentially reserved for