Dark and 2 degrees F tonight here in Montana, and in a little while I will leave the hot fire and garlic toasts and go out to the magical bed in the greenhouse because there are glowing solar lamps still faintly welcoming me, a last round of tiny chicks and piles and piles of bedding under which to burrow badger-like. Starting a new resilience cohort this week, and together we will venture into it like you are the Norwegian-- willing to be delighted and clumsy and brave and fabulous. I love you like rain.
Dark and 2 degrees F tonight here in Montana, and in a little while I will leave the hot fire and garlic toasts and go out to the magical bed in the greenhouse because there are glowing solar lamps still faintly welcoming me, a last round of tiny chicks and piles and piles of bedding under which to burrow badger-like. Starting a new resilience cohort this week, and together we will venture into it like you are the Norwegian-- willing to be delighted and clumsy and brave and fabulous. I love you like rain.