Weekend 114: Winter Settles in

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy ~Rumi

It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter air is full of it ~John Burroughs 

What keeps earth air breathable? Not oxygen alone. The earth is a freer place to breathe in, every time you love without calculating a return — every time you make your drudgeries and routines still more inefficient by stopping to experience the shock of beauty wherever it unpredictably flickers ~ Peter Viereck

Jo’s Monday walk

Becca’s Nurturing Thursday

Becca’s Sunday Trees