Often times we get wrapped up in these ways of being in society. Who we are, what we do, what we stand for, what football team we root for, what type of food we eat or don’t eat, it is exhausting to live within some of the boxes we create for one another. Whether we realize it or not all of these parts of ourselves, these things we engage in some ways become our identity and close us off to truly experiencing the wonder… Read More
I spent this past weekend camping in the woods along Ginnie Springs, Florida not far from where I currently live. My brother-in-law and I went out on Friday to set up camp, we searched for the perfect spot until we finally found one on the bank of the river. Two trees lined a large opening for us to see out on the river to the other side and a large tree trunk lined the bank that separated a small beach area from our camp site.… Read More
Goodbyes are the worst. Even if they’re only “see you later’s” the twisting pinch in your chest that swells up into your throat reminds you you’re not sure when you’ll see that person again and it lingers as does their absence. I said goodbye, or see you later or possible even see you soon, whatever you want to call it to my friends early this morning. It’s complicated when it comes to goodbyes these days. We were used to being together all the time or… Read More
“Know your food, know your farmers, and know your kitchen.” – Joel Salatin Most Saturday’s I walk over to the farmers market from my house, and even if I don’t buy anything I’m looking for conversation. The beauty of markets such as these lies in the construction of a community, it’s the weaving together of people from various backgrounds for one common goal; to sell their goods to people in the area because they believe in what they produce. Buying locally takes on a… Read More