Spring impulses 2023

Springtime tampers with the mind. it breathes a restlessness that is hard to shake.

the forest and the farm birth new life. the sun grabs and pulls everything out and up. colors and growth everywhere you look.

the earth’s tilt towards the sun seems to also do something inside of us all. and I see everyone’s new ambitions that come this time of year. Is that what the bugs feel- suddenly born and buzzing around? creating such a monstrous ruckus. They have so many things they want to do. The fizzing energy it what makes the infinite repetitions new every time. but there are two sides to the coin. Excitement is the opposite of disappointment. There is an excitement in the possibilities and then disappointment when they pass. In the end, these feelings can’t exist without each other.

A solitary bird says hello once again. wind chimes ding from the porch as the wind flows over the hills with a sigh- rustling old fallen leaves.

it is remarkable to be quiet. switch the mind to where it will be still. these cycles are constant.But in the end, how little I know about this world. But we do great things will such little comprehension of it all.

it takes time to look over the thousands of pictures I’ve taken from the last 12 years while living on our farm. when I look back, it is obvious in hindsight, mistakes were made when I decided to act upon all those spring impulses and desires: start everything and do everything. then in the end, spring impulses turn into unfinished projects. everything can quickly become unraveled to chaos. If I can go back I’d tell me self this(although I wouldn’t listen at all): sometimes the best thing in life to to be slow, selective and simple. And stick to what really matters: to have simple days and a quiet mind- is time and time again, a wonderful experience.

the solitary bird still calls, for who I wonder?

Cheesemaking and Time