Month: December 2017

the carpenter has come

the carpenter has come

You wake slowly, your eyes adjusting to the dim shadows of the morning. You lie still under the weight of the layers of bedcovers and the sleep you are still rising from. The air is pregnant with anticipation, like relatives crowded into a hospital waiting […]

brinks and boundaries

brinks and boundaries

I wasn’t made for the island.   There’s this scene in Moana where she’s hanging onto the trunk of a palm, and looking out to a sparkling blue ocean. And there’s just something about the words she sings: See the line where the sky meets […]

what I’m into [november 2017]

what I’m into [november 2017]

2017 is quickly coming to an end. But not without a round of book recommendations from yours, truly 🙂 I’m making it my goal to read 5-6 books/month, like a physical turn-the-page book, because there is something grounding about touching paper, and turning pages. When […]