… (y)ou paint a picture only by adding light to the things you see

Some Moments are nice, some are nicer, some are even worth writing about..

… There’s a whole world out there, right outside your window. You’d be a fool to miss it.

…an endless prospect of magic and wonder

… all forests have their own personality

… If you walk into a forest – you hear all kinds of subtle sounds

I made a friend

What is simplicity?

… I have often wondered while sitting amidst pieces of a window, on a deck that groans in pain – what this bruised house must feel, think and wonder…

… a story is a shifting creature

… Be wary of the horse with a sense of humor

… an by its nature refers to what is not seen,

… it had to do with how it felt to be in the wild. With what it was like to walk for miles with no reason other than to witness the accumulation of trees and meadows, mountains and deserts, streams and rocks, rivers and grasses, sunrises and sunsets.

… You know how sometimes, you catch the faintest hint of movement in the corner of your eye

… the light pouring away past

… the shape of those old stories changes. What may once have been simple and easily recognized becomes strange, wondrous and magical.

… the forest is made of life, of light—but the trees moved with wind and subtle creatures