The Colding / by Caitlin Legere

What a month prior was sunflowers and birdseed and sunburns, now colding with ice upon the ground and rooftops turning our plums soft inside and our poppies brown. Our home is preparing itself for the long cold nights ahead - cooling low and awaiting its hearth to glow. Only one dip in the rio this year. And back to dormancy we go - sleepy heads, dusty fireplace, cold hard ground, warm drinks and sweaternecks to keep the glow in.

the round green world

the beginnings

forest in the forest

haley happy