Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

The clarity of the capture.

January 17, 2017

 

I think we need tokens, mementos, talismans, to keep up with the idea that moved us in the first place. 

 

Or, at least, I need them. I need to infuse something I carry or wear (or ink on, for that matter...) to remind me, not where I've been, but where I'm going. 

 

I keep coming back to this idea of the compass, and that's still so present, necessary for me, I guess. I'm not ready to put it down yet.

 

The trees, lovely as they are, are just too dense for that kind of reliance on instinct alone. 

 

 

 

 

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