YOU DID IT! You miraculous creature, you. I'm so happy to read this. I'll play along on your questions!
Reading: I'm about to go to bed with a hard copy of Stephen Jenkinson's "Die Wise". In my teaching I'm rereading a book that I bought new which is now yellowing with age, which made my head spin this morning; Coleman Barks' Translations of Rumi in "The Essential Rumi". On my e-reader I'm working on "The Spear Cuts Through Water" by Simon Jimenez after adoring his "The Vanished Birds".
Making: My silliest recent making was a delight: when I was on the phone with you last week, I traced my ukuleles and banjulele onto cardboard and cut them out. I then taped them to the wall to test where to hang them beside my desk. During the pandemic nights on our boat, I played and James and I sang. I got out of the habit during our moving-to-land year, and I've hung them to call me back to playing, which I do very badly and with great gusto and joy.
Observing: the baby violet-green swallows from the nest in our eaves fledged today. The air was full of fumbly gleeful swallows and their wild chirping all day long. It was magnificent!
May the skills you have cultivated on your journey-in-motion serve you well in your journey-upon-land, beloved. I'm so, so glad to have found your friendship along the way.
YOU DID IT! You miraculous creature, you. I'm so happy to read this. I'll play along on your questions!
Reading: I'm about to go to bed with a hard copy of Stephen Jenkinson's "Die Wise". In my teaching I'm rereading a book that I bought new which is now yellowing with age, which made my head spin this morning; Coleman Barks' Translations of Rumi in "The Essential Rumi". On my e-reader I'm working on "The Spear Cuts Through Water" by Simon Jimenez after adoring his "The Vanished Birds".
Making: My silliest recent making was a delight: when I was on the phone with you last week, I traced my ukuleles and banjulele onto cardboard and cut them out. I then taped them to the wall to test where to hang them beside my desk. During the pandemic nights on our boat, I played and James and I sang. I got out of the habit during our moving-to-land year, and I've hung them to call me back to playing, which I do very badly and with great gusto and joy.
Observing: the baby violet-green swallows from the nest in our eaves fledged today. The air was full of fumbly gleeful swallows and their wild chirping all day long. It was magnificent!
May the skills you have cultivated on your journey-in-motion serve you well in your journey-upon-land, beloved. I'm so, so glad to have found your friendship along the way.