19 days ago, these ferns were just peeking out of the ground.
Amazing how quickly they grow.
The cycle of life is not lost during moments like these, but it is coupled with sadness as we learned our friend’s mom lost her battle to cancer this day.
Upon hearing the news, she made arrangements to fly out of Dayton–spending the night at our house before heading to be with her family.
We sat there on the patio that evening, raising a toast to her mom and reflecting on all sorts of life’s complexities that somehow neatly interlock.
All the while the ferns framing our outdoor space glowed by candlelight—waving a slow perimeter between us and the darkness of the yard, and everything beyond.