sometimes i lose a sense of appreciation for this property because i live in it.
youknowwhatimean? it's like most things in life that we take for granted.
but every so often, the conditions are just perfect: the light is right, the elements are in place, there's a sense of calm and a slowing down of time (or for some ... perfect conditions mean it's wednesday night). i had one of those moments at the farm this past june.
this past sunday felt more generative than usual. i felt it bubbling inside: ideas. warmth. generosity. love. creativity. :: .a general openness to life. to people. to inspiration. to courageous experiments.
and this is how i saw the space that day.
.fall harvest of green apples.
.the lavender's fragrance is intoxicating.
.they work so hard.
.the half moon is what caught my eye.
ian & georgia mae.
a delight, no doubt. (+2 of the kitties that roam around, reminding me to stay curious and playful.)