It fell inches at a time this week. The wind whipped, electricity flicked on and off, trees snapped and we've had to navigate our yard by snow tunnel.
(pre snow tunnel)
It's been a little wild, weather wise.
All week this song's been on repeat when I'm driving:
I feel like i’m hatching into a different version of myself and there are moments when I feel like I'm losing my shit! I can’t quite put my finger on where it's coming from, at best it’s sort of this wave crash and shape shift. Poetic riddle? Maybe.
Grace eventually shows up and as always; a space opens, instinct kicks in and I see myself stand still - breathing, loosening my grip. I'm learning to love my way through this process and all it's unknown. It feels wide and raw, but buried deep within is re-charge and re-new I know. Once again, I'll keep moving...
Wonderful white in white pictures and the subtle colours! I can smell the atmosphere.
ReplyDeleteI'll be the one to hope again (head bobs right here): Loving this song, too. Thanks, KK!!
ReplyDeletelove that song... listen to it often!
ReplyDeletei love the idea of hatching into a new version of oneself...and i feel that.
ReplyDeletebut holy crap you have a lot of snow!
just discovered your blog and your work - all beautiful. that first photo in this post is gorgeous, the bright robin's egg fence against the snow.
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