It is the second week of July. The air is thick & sweet with moisture and the scent of thriving leaves. The little, wooded path that we walk on daily is reaching its peak of wildness. Everything is thick and green. There are gnats and mosquitoes that buzz in our ears and if I close my eyes, for a moment it is as though I am back in the jungle…
seasons save me
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And all at once…
“And all at once, summer collapsed into fall.” Hello, dear friend. How are you? I hope that you are okay. These times are heavy, I know. I saw an article the other day titled, “When Did We All Become So Miserable?” It broke my heart.…
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they look like dreams;
“My mouth is a fire escape. The words coming out don’t know that they are naked there is something burning in here.” –Andrea Gibson December// We are sitting in a hot tub in the dead of winter, falling in love. It is far below freezing…
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Winter Solstice // I Still Love So Hard
“I’ve been hurt so bad and I still love so hard. I admire my heart for that.” –Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer Today is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year–all of the days of darkness have been leading up to this…
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Beauty in Darkness // Winter
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’” Over the weekend,…