Originally posted on Facebook in June 2020. My word for this year is boundaries. I even bought a tiny armadillo ring to remind me to check where I stand. The forest is teaching me a lot about boundaries this year. No one is here full-time anymore except me and a neighbor; we don’t communicate. Are we neighbors or simply residents of the same small holler? It doesn’t matter much in the scheme of things; all the words and definitions slip away in this humid nest of trees, creeks, animals, and stars.
The Wild Things Teach the Best Boundaries
The Wild Things Teach the Best Boundaries
The Wild Things Teach the Best Boundaries
Originally posted on Facebook in June 2020. My word for this year is boundaries. I even bought a tiny armadillo ring to remind me to check where I stand. The forest is teaching me a lot about boundaries this year. No one is here full-time anymore except me and a neighbor; we don’t communicate. Are we neighbors or simply residents of the same small holler? It doesn’t matter much in the scheme of things; all the words and definitions slip away in this humid nest of trees, creeks, animals, and stars.