Murmuration 10.27.2017


It does not matter the time, whether in the hazy half-dream before my misty morning walk, or basked in the crisp sunshine of an afternoon break, or in the quiet solace of post-midnight moon-gazing, she shows me how to wait, her delicate body suspended in the web of interconnectedness, master of the wheel of fortune. We had a soothing night of good food and conversation, television watching on the sofa, geeking out about storytelling – the perfect balm to this very challenging week.