it's a strange time of year. there is a feeling of suspension. we exist between one place and another.
we have many quiet moments.
spending so much time inside leads one to appreciate the small things
and the messy beauty of it all.
it was a mild day so we ventured out and built a fairy hut. it is a work in progress.
followed by a perfect dinner: yaki soba, so warming, so cleansing.
finding inspiration in the quiet unpredictable heart of winter.