I can’t even tell you how much you have changed my life for the better. I feel like before you were born, I almost exclusively thought of myself. What I wanted. What I didn’t want. I was asleep in a drama of my own self-obsession. But something about growing and feeding you with my own body. Those nights spent holding, walking, rocking – broke something open in me. A great love for not just you – but a greater care for others, a greater appreciation for beauty, and so much more tenderness around my hopes for the future.

It can be and should be beautiful, it should always contain beauty, beauty that is not produced by human hands but is the unique, undeniably intricate amazing complex, breathtaking, and ever changing symphony of the natural world,

My biggest hope is that we will still have mountain trails to hike on, cold mountain lakes to fish in and soak our feet, and clear skies under which we will still marvel at the stars.

Life, our lives, are made meaningful by our impact. May we challenge ourselves to clean up toxic environments and relationships. May we foster healthy growth and nourishing creativity!

It’s snowy today, and we’ve enjoyed a summer with no wildfires in our region. The first summer like that in the 5 years we've lived here. Hopefully not the last! It is a dark time for the collective conscience of our country and our world. Donald Trump is president, institutions we care about are failing, and profit-seeking is still on the rise in spite of our best interests and those of the future.