Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

peeling the layers back


I'm considering doing a week-long photographic study of this birch tree. I'm considering lots and lots of words about birch trees and toads and sapsuckers. I'm considering days and days of idle busyness where nothing is planned but everything gets done.

But this is a week when the time must be managed, when leisure needs to be scheduled, where dinners are rushed and journals are neglected.

While I can't have the one and I don't want the other, I guess the only bearable alternative is balance.