Ugh I love this. My exact sentiments about the joys of winter, and this time of year, and honestly being on this platform vs. some others (we all know which ones I'm talking about) - it all feels like such a breath of fresh (and crisp and cold) air. Thank you for sharing your beautiful writing- you've inspired me and I'm off to go eat some home-churned butter myself.
So glad you exist! This one really resonated with me. 1) I read it in the bath this morning, so early that it might still be late. 2) I’d just been writing a poem about that “spirit from soil” sentiment, about gathering sticks to make a sort of nature door from here to here, and how that portal takes us to no new place, but changes us as we pass through.
Ugh I love this. My exact sentiments about the joys of winter, and this time of year, and honestly being on this platform vs. some others (we all know which ones I'm talking about) - it all feels like such a breath of fresh (and crisp and cold) air. Thank you for sharing your beautiful writing- you've inspired me and I'm off to go eat some home-churned butter myself.
Home-churned! That is truly the good stuff. ❤️
Thank goodness for stand mixers 🧈💖
threadbare is exactly the right word
So glad you exist! This one really resonated with me. 1) I read it in the bath this morning, so early that it might still be late. 2) I’d just been writing a poem about that “spirit from soil” sentiment, about gathering sticks to make a sort of nature door from here to here, and how that portal takes us to no new place, but changes us as we pass through.
The nature door! I love this idea so much. I think of them as fairy portals, misting us with magic as we pass through. So glad you exist too ❤️
This is so beautiful, and I can relate to many aspects of your mood and observations. Thank you!