Dear Myself,
I'm in need of some head space, therefore I'm driving out tomorrow morning in solitude to that particular stretch of sand and those particular mossy trunks that are etched like runes across my soul. I'm taking:
The new sketchbook and a slew of pencils.
My field guide to North American Birds.
Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, by Annie Dillard (which is good for a reread pretty much any time).
A new book of poetry (Owls and Other Fantasies, but Mary Oliver).
My camping knife.
The mundane necessities (down sleeping bag, tent for pitching, a half-pound of coffee - the coffee hiatus is on hold for a couple days - a bunch of turnips from the farmer's market).
... and precious little else.
I'll see you in a few days.
Love,
UmberDove
13 comments:
How precious!
Say hi to your resting soul, from me.
xx
Breathe the air and know your peace.
Be safe and love your soul for me.
Pilgrim at Tinker Creek deserves a re-read in my house.
Ahh, feel the sand under your feet and the salt air in your face and breathe.breath again. I know you'll get your much needed head space. xx
Camping with Dillard...ahhh. Enjoy. It all sounds delightful. :)
happy times. take care of you
j
What an amazing arsenal ^_^ Can't wait to hear what you discover in self-contemplation, of course, only the bits you can share with the rest of the world. Somethings are just yours to keep.
By the way I love the message from your hubby, what a lovely guy to have in your life.
Be safe UD <3
You are my hero. I don't think I could camp alone, but maybe could with Annie.
mmmm
sounds lovely
love and light
Could not have planned any better... Be safe xx
That sounds glorious, I hope you have a wonderful time!
Oh goodness, hope you find you what your looking for, hey. I hope its wonderful
Oh man I feel that need. Maybe I will follow suit...enjoy it!
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