🌞 Chasing the Sunshine

The sun finally came back out today, and I didn't realize how much I'd missed it

The workshop door is open

There's broomcorn drying

Custom orders are finding their way to the finish line 💫

A few new brooms are quietly being tucked away for upcoming autumn events

And somewhere in the middle of it all...I caught myself smiling

I think sometimes we don't realize how much noise we've been carrying until we finally set it down

Lately, I've been spending less time scrolling and more time making

More time outside

More time listening to the wind move through the trees 🍃

More time with broomcorn in my hands

It turns out that's exactly where I needed to be

Something else has surprised me, too

When I started this website, I never imagined I'd become someone who blogs

Honestly, I wasn't even sure what I'd write about

But it's become one of my favorite parts of this journey

These little entries have become snapshots in time. A way to slow down, look around, and remember what this season of life felt like. They've helped me sort through my thoughts, celebrate the good days, learn from the hard ones, and understand myself a little better along the way

It's funny how writing things down has a way of showing you where you've been...and sometimes where you're headed

Standing outside this afternoon, I took one of those deep breaths that fills every corner of your lungs. The kind that smells like warm woods and sunshine after a stretch of cloudy days

For the first time in a while, it felt like the wind was blowing in my direction again

Not because everything suddenly changed...

But because I remembered to look up

There are still brooms to weave

Stories to tell

New ideas waiting to be tried

Autumn festivals on the horizon

And so many good people I've yet to meet

Maybe that's what hope feels like

Not fireworks

Just a quiet confidence that you're exactly where you're supposed to be

✨There's an old mountain saying that a good breeze doesn't just cool the air…it carries away what no longer serves you and brings the promise of what's next ✨

Whether that's folklore or simply a reminder to trust the seasons, I like the thought of it

So today, I'm choosing to believe the breeze knows where it's going

I'll keep weaving

I'll keep writing

I'll keep noticing

And I'll keep being grateful that I get to spend my days making beautiful things with my own two hands

Here's to sunshine, fresh air, hopeful hearts, and the next chapter...whatever it may bring

🧹🌞💜

~ Brooke