The winter stillness permeates right to the depths of my soul…. I’m finding my way home at the Kenepuru!
“True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation. One’s inner voices become audible… In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives.” – Wendell Berry on solitude. This morning as I sat at my easel I had a visitor. Tomtits are forest birds not often encountered through the window.… Continue reading The Wild Places