On the Easel – March

On the Easel – March

Walker Hill, Fable Farm, and More Swallows In February I traveled to Kochi in Kerala, India, for 10 days of bold color, rich connections, and a renewed appreciation for leaping out of my comfort zone. I came home to mud season and sent pictures of snow and frozen...
It’s All So Fragile

It’s All So Fragile

It was 10 below zero when I woke up this morning. The sun is shining so bright I need to pull the shade to avoid squinting. And layered over an ordinary March morning is this ceaseless ache for the anguish across the globe.  Moments in Ukraine—described by its brave...
You Will Hear Music

You Will Hear Music

Who will be the future apprentices—the ones who will put in the time? Hammer the metal one thousand blows to make the perfect horseshoe? These are things I think about when I despair about smart phones and sound bytes and plastic debris filling the oceans. When my...