I’m in one of those seasons I didn’t ask for. The kind that shifts under your feet whether you’re ready or not. And I keep finding myself reaching for something steady—something that doesn’t move.
My backyard is a hot mess right now, y’all. We finally went ahead and did it—took down four trees. Three invasives that never should’ve been there to begin with, and one old pecan that was sick and barely holding on.…
