For years and years, whenever I heard the word granola I would picture Birkenstocks, daily batches of homemade bread, charming wood stoves, and clothes hung out on a line to dry. In other words, I never considered that granola could be a part of my life because granola seemed to belong to a world that this modern, microwave mama could never aspire to. I also…
I’m Becky. I Blog.
I'm a photographer, songwriter,
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breast cancer survivor, and
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.