It’s quiet here this morning. I can see my breath and feel a freezing sensation in my nose when I inhale. In the sky, there is nothing but an icy blue. A fog snuggles tightly into the edge of the valley as I walk over to the hangar. I want to hurry to keep warm; I want to slow down to enjoy the beauty of outside.
Journals have been flying off my shelves and right under so many Christmas trees. It’s an incredible experience to build all of these holiday packages for all of you! My work comes with a lot of chaos and noise. There isn’t much silence.