Be Wild

I’m listening to May Erlewine’s newly released album “Mother Lion.” It’s amazing. I could listen to it over and over again.

“I want the dawn to break me open.
I want to breathe and be unbroken.
I want it to take a while.
I want to be wild.”

I love how May sings through the contradictions and vulnerabilities that we live with every day. Thank you for putting your music into the world, May.

Truman

I spent an hour this morning photographing my good friend doing bodywork on a horse. Horse Shiatsu. It was beautiful to witness. I love how being the photographer gave me a special “license” to be in the space and pay close attention to the whole process. The barn was quiet with the sound of shuffling animal hooves and sweet smell of hay. Light filtering in through the open door illuminated Truman’s mane and whiskers, and every so often he would move towards me to say hello before relaxing back into his horse massage.

Thinning

In early July, after explaining to the girls about how to “properly” seed carrots, I planted the seeds in my own rows way too close together. And now there are more carrots growing in this bed than could ever possibly thrive. I already thinned them once, and this morning I thinned them again. I asked Amabel to come take a photo of me as I was working because I was having deep thoughts in the garden about how I need to practice thinning in more areas of my life — not just in the carrot patch.

Wallace entered in the scene and the resulting photo was much better than the serious one I had in mind.

August Bounty

She took me down the big pine hill to the edge of the woods where she’d found an old gnarled apple tree. The apples were beautiful, delicious, and surprisingly blemish free. We gathered them together and I told her that my favorite apples come from trees that are wild.

This bounty kept us busy all day long!