Trying to Summon Plants
For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told myself I would go out when the light was better. It took an embarrassingly long time to notice that the light was never going to apologise for showing up soft instead of golden. Overcast days, it… Continue reading What Minimalism Actually Taught Me
For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told myself I would go out when the light was better. It took an embarrassingly long time to notice that the light was never going to apologise for showing up soft instead of golden. Overcast days, it… Continue reading Building a Slower Morning Routine
For years I treated grey skies as a cancelled plan. If the forecast promised cloud, the camera stayed in its bag and I told myself I would go out when the light was better. It took an embarrassingly long time to notice that the light was never going to apologise for showing up soft instead of golden. Overcast days, it… Continue reading On Choosing Rest Over Hustle
