Lately I’m feeling the need to nest. I want a space that’s my own and semi-permanent. Something I can decorate and build upon and make comfortable and welcoming and inspiring. It might have something to do with an amazing poster I picked up yesterday. All I want to do is make an enormous frame out of old barn wood and hang that baby on a wall. The problem is, I don’t really have a wall. Most of the time I enjoy flowing through life, shape shifting like Jello into whatever mold I land in, but something is tugging at me to sit still for a
minute month or ten. My thoughts are in constant battle. Stay or go, move or grow… Every day I make a new plan for 2013, but like everything I don’t get too attached to it so by dinner my year is playing out completely different than it was at breakfast. All my little thoughts, goals and aspirations keep sprouting up like little wildflowers, new and different, multiplying and gathering into bunches. I wonder which will be picked and admired, which ones will be watered, which ones will wait and grow again next year..
The photo above was taken in Yallahs, Jamaica in 2010. This farmer was overjoyed to share his spot in the shade with me while he took a midmorning break. He spent so much time in the fields that he built a permanent little oasis, complete with a hammock, in the shade near his crops.