dear you,

there are many things circling in my mind and heart, but my words are still emerging from the depths.

something is shifting, changing, calling, and so i remain quiet, knowing that i will know what to do and say when it is the right time for me to know what to do and say.

in the meantime, i am sinking further and further into the magic of the lake, and the autumn, and the wild, and the beauty of the night sky.

the northern lights were out last night and i felt their magic and mystery take hold of me. i wished you were here, so you could marvel at their dance with me.

in other news, i have found a new hobby: rock collecting. did you know that there are rocks here that resemble portland in spring? oh my goodness, there are, and they are just glorious. i am like a little kid. (my dad worked at the state park down the road. apparently campsites were littered with rocks when visitors left as children were told, “you’re not taking all those rocks home with you!” i seem to be taking them all home with me.) i need a macro lens so i can capture them properly. also the sand! the sand looks like miniature jewels.

atlas is very happy. well, today he is sick. he is also attached at the hip. but in general, he is happy. he and the kitty are still negotiating a truce, but he loves the wild and the woods and the smells. he has seen a fox and a deer and smelled bear poop and hiked miles and miles and climbed a mountain.

i miss you, you know. i hope you are well. i think of you often, and wish you every blessing.

with love, elizabeth and atlas