Caol Áit

You don't have to be strong to push back the weight of the earth, you just do it one moment at a time.

Pondering the balance of form and function.

Ponder the nuances of the passage of time.

Pondering your mortality needn't be a morbid affair.  

Getting work done with family before Autumn takes over completely.

We do well to tend that which we have cursed, until the curse is lifted and we sit together in the shade of the Unencumbered Birch.

Papa Rod free-associates and rambles on about whatever pops into his head.

Let's explore intentionally curating sacred space and time.

That moment when the sun has moved far enough north to illuminate the shadowed side of the hill.

Perhaps we do better to ponder big things in the contexts of our small day to day, rather than trying to apply big theories to our small realities.