Marie Gauthier

I’ve lost track of the days — lots of traveling back & forth to my mother’s; Collected Poets ados; work; and, oh yeah, I’m a parent — I’ll write a proper post this week after I’ve caught up on sleep (ha! there’s a promise for you), but until then, gifts to brighten your day (the backdrop is another gift, a handmade quilt from our dear Lily, Vincent’s favorite babysitter):