Field Notes

A place to keep small things.

A scent I couldn't name. A patch of light that felt familiar. A thought I didn't want to forget.

No Conclusions. No urgency. Just traces of time well spent.

Small Wonders

January 12, 2025

The frost made lacework of the windows. I stood still, tea in hand, watching sunlight catch in every edge like spun glass. It reminded me how little things wait to be noticed

Late Winter Light

February 28, 2025

The light has changed — thinner, quieter. It doesn't linger, but it softens everything it touches. The rosemary is greening again, just barely.

Mending Season

March 17, 2025

I stitched up a torn linen apron today. Bent over the cloth, I thought about how many things we mend without even realizing it — in conversation, in habit, in silence.

For the Birds

April 9, 2025

Put out seed this morning and watched a pair of juncos dart between branches. One paused, briefly — and that pause, that stillness, was the whole day to me.