In the quiet wild

of my imagination,

the landscape

of my mind blooms.

Letters from the secret garden

• How to befriend a squirrel
  I have to tell you first that I don’t really have advice on how to befriend a squirrel. But it’s something that has been on my mind quite often lately, since I’ve been spending more time in our woodland. Sometimes when I go to my favourite forest here in the village, I see one. It’sContinue reading “How to befriend a squirrel”
• notes from the studio
  I’ve been thinking about what this year might look. Not in terms of plans or goals, but in how I actually want to live my days. I don’t want to drift through them, going from one worry to the next. Last year was heavy. I miss being truly present. I miss my time in theContinue reading “notes from the studio”
• January
  Light. Surfaces. Winter air. Nature. The not rushing. I observe the outside world while I stay still. I love it here in the secret garden, where all I hear are birds, grasses, and the wind. It’s that kind of noise that lets my thoughts settle. Nothing asks anything of me. If I sit still longContinue reading “January”

It takes courage to be a rare bird.

I am part forest, part moonlight,

a spirit caught between worlds.

-nightdale