alps and altitude.

sun dancing under bluebird skies on snowis the purest solace i’ll ever knowski gliding down the mountainthrough silver woods and deer parkpast silent evergreens frosted in whiteplaying in powderand laughing with aunt gladyswhile swooshing down back diamondson the backsidewaltzing along whiskey jackand traversing the big dipperwith crushed boots learning to carve peaceful pleasure fills my…

it’s time to be the garden for once.

You’ve done enough watering. It’s time to be the garden for once. I’ve heard this quote several times this summer, saw it in memes and read it twice the other day on Twitter and Instagram. What can I say, plant wisdom resonates with me. With the past few months feeling more like a bed of…