A great friend and I have been talking a bit lately about
taking steps forward, taking steps backward, and some of the subtle differences
between the two. The case in point, of
course is our decision to return to the ‘working world’ for a bit to get a few
It feels for all the world like stepping backward, out of
the realms of sustainable living and into the clutches of the dreaded ‘MAN’
(whoever he is).
It's about 50 Degrees out there today, and tonight my sweetheart and I will move back to our own little cabin (we've been staying up in the main house through the coldest nights), hopefully for the duration. I started preparing our first seed flats this afternoon, about a month later than I typically would, and it felt great to have my hands in soil again. I look forward to the first little sprouts with such eagerness.
I'd post pictures of the thaw, but honestly (and I think y'all know this for yourselves) it looks kind of desolate out there. So instead, I'll share the last lovely walk in this past week's snow.