A Boy and His Pig

“Art is exactly this: making what’s unseen but all around us, visible. Having that sort of faith.”
― Dawn Tripp

Black Walnut

“There is nothing more pathetic than caution

when headlong might save a life,

even, possibly, your own.”  –Mary Oliver

Rocks and Tractors

“We aren’t the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved. And these, I think these really do live on.”
― Gabrielle Zevin

Piles of Art

“I’d rather be broken than wasted.”
― Rainbow Rowell

Boxing Day

  “a dream is only a memory of the future”
― Steve Erickson

Glow Worm

“It’s strange how deserts turn us into believers. I believe in walking in a landscape of mirages, because you learn humility. I believe in living in a land of little water because life is drawn together. And I believe in the gathering of bones as a testament to spirits that have moved on. If the desert is holy, it is because it is a forgotten place that allows us to remember the sacred. Perhaps that is why every pilgrimage to the desert is a pilgrimage to the self.”
― Terry Tempest Williams

Last Snow Day, Hopefully

“I have inherited a belief in community, the promise that a gathering of the spirit can both create and change culture.”
― Terry Tempest Williams

Searching for Slopes

“[I]f you know wilderness in the way that you know love, you would be unwilling to let it go. We are talking about the body of the beloved, not real estate.”
― Terry Tempest Williams

Sled Patrol

“She is reading Zen, Krishnamurti, and Jung, asking herself questions she has never had the courage to explore. Suddenly, the shackles which have bound her are beginning to snap, as personal revelation replaces orthodoxy.”
― Terry Tempest Williams

Grace

“I pray to the birds. I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day—the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.”
― Terry Tempest Williams,