After a hectic start to the January semester, we were able to get out of the city this past weekend to a gorgeous, quiet, reflective place. How I would love to be back in the mountains.
It felt like home. I think we should go back …
~r.
the place where fibre becomes yarn.
I always feel that way when I get out of the city, too… I really wish I had a profession that I could transfer to a small town :(