The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

-Wendell Berry


do a little dance...

faint northern lights in Ely
love how they dance across the sky
amazing and memorable


mint chocolate chip

the absolute most memorable bite of food I have ever eaten...ever.
It tasted like a mint leaf, except for the texture... absolutely amazing.
so fresh. Merci!

Annecy, France
June 2017



lowcountry love

back in the lowcountry
with the best of friends
this place
these people