Month: August 2017

"It's like the tree doesn't want to survive." We're stringing up our peach tree in essentially reverse-bonsai fashion.  The branches have gone horizontal and dipped down, semi-ripe peaches inches from the ground.  It looks like all it would take is one strong wind and every major limb would snap. We've done this before -- peach… Continue reading Burdens, Strains, and Fruit →

It continues to be a time of deep reflection and soul searching.  The moments can get so overwhelming that I can only hope that I've hit an era of purging, of watching the wrecking ball go at old outdated structures, and clearing the way for something new. One of the biggest pitfalls for Type 4 people on… Continue reading Returning to Pain →

I've been trying to up my hiking game this summer. My teaching schedule -- once a scattered mess that had me teaching in smattering amounts every single day -- has consolidated, leaving me my Thursday mornings and weekends free.  I've been dedicating that free time to solo hikes and group hikes, quick jaunts around local… Continue reading An Ode to Hiking (pt 2) →