“Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.”
~Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost
Just one week ago we were in New Zealand. Yesterday we were traveling through the Rocky Mountains on a train, in awe of the red rocks, sage brush hills, purple mountains, big sky. The train goes through passes where the roads do not. Though the trip is longer than going by car, it is so relaxing and comfortable, and the mind wandered while we read and listened to music and I knit. Such a good way to get from here to there, and to slow the passing of one very beautiful day.
listening :: Esme Patterson All Princes, I
reading :: Joan Didion Blue Nights
eating :: mom’s home cooking