Today I’ve been mostly inside the house. Curling up to a good book, and some therapeutic music. Times have been kind of interesting lately. Not to divulge too much personal information, but I have been grieving and relieving and feeling up and feeling down and feeling up again. Life seems to have this vitality about it; no matter what you do, you can’t escape creation. The smallest moments in life become memories. It’s felt difficult to let some things go, but I am amazed at how quickly it fills with growth. Free up a little space and watch what grows; there is a place for everything in nature. Following the tracks of a moose: a deer, a raccoon, a person, a mouse, an acorn, a grouse. Carve a path through the field and the trees grow huge around it.