Oh, December.


Baby, it’s cold outside.



Louisa May Alcott


Now the day is done,
Now the shepherd sun
Drives his white flocks from the sky;
Now the flowers rest
On their mother’s breast,
Hushed by her low lullaby.

excerpt from Lullaby by Louisa May Alcott

cause you were all yellow


“‘Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow”


Fall, yellow leaves, crisp morning, Coldplay. Heaven.




“We can never have enough of Nature.”


How many times do you happen upon a park, a small piece of forest or even venture out into your own backyard for some simple one on one time with mother nature? Do you take the option to walk rather than drive in getting to your destination? Are there stories in your social media feeds that revolve around being outdoors and do you daydream of being in those exact spots?

Having lived near farms and the sea in Southern Italy for years and then later in the suburbs of large cities, I’ve had the opportunity numerous times to connect with the great wonder that is nature. Be it gentle waves lapping at my feet or taking in the strong winds coming off the ocean, the waters excite me. A walk in the fresh air brightens my spirits and watching the clouds change form with my youngest brings a smile to my face every time. A walk through a gentle wood clears my head, strengthens my spine and allows me to thank the sun for its rays shining upon my face.


It doesn’t happen nearly as often as we’d like though. Life happens and little piles become big piles. Appointments, to-do lists, scheduling, planning, organizing has taken over our lives. It’s almost as if we’re not over-scheduling ourselves we’re not fulfilled.┬áMore is more.


Making time to soak in nature using all our senses is a task I’d like to assign myself weekly if not daily. More of fresh air filling my lungs. More leaves to be collected with my kids. More trees to look up to and marvel at their height, their branches splayed out across the sky. More flowers to perfume my days and the splendor of their intricate petals to amaze my eyes.

Make time for being outdoors. They’re not called the great outdoors for nothing.