Look mom! Your favorite – FERNS!

I do love ferns – from the first sign of spring as fiddleheads begin to unfurl, to the dew covered fronds of early summer mornings.

They are simple. Elegant. Lush. They remind me of childhood spent running free through the woods of Vermont.

I hope they too find their fern – something that anchors them to the natural world. Something to remind them of home, and childhood and their roots. Something that reminds them to slow down, and pay attention to details. And just maybe, something that their own kids will one day bend and embrace with the same unfettered enthusiasm.