How is it that, at times, silence can be so loud and noise so silent?
Scott Sugar’s House
Making Maple Syrup on a beautiful day with beautiful people and taking shots of syrup all day.
Let mud season begin!
Spring time!
by michelle anderson
Stop. Breathe. Observe.
I found a snowshoe hare during my hike.
How curious the things we attach our hearts to…transitory things, things that will break and age, whither and pass on before we are ready. How curious the cling when they are new and the slow uncurling of your tired fingers as they become commonplace in our days. Cling, cling while there is strength left in those hands, and shout your love regenerated into the hollow spots where commonplace tries to reside.
Morning rituals.
I’m grateful.
I love these kind of days, I love today.
My morning.
It’s really strange to think think that we’re all just background characters in other people’s lives, someone they walk past while rushing to be somewhere or bump into on their way to get coffee and these people all have their own problems and insecurities and lives and we’re not part of them.I just think about that a lot.
If you’ve been wanting to get closer to a person - cook with them. The act of creating something together and spending that time in each other’s company will go far.
