After May's trip to Paris and London and June's move, I feel like I am finally catching my breath. I'm slowing down the pace, sinking into our new space and in the sunny days of summer. Sinking into...

.:. the moment

.:. silence

.:. nature

.:. gardening books

.:. the sight and taste of the year's first blueberry

.:. art

.:. healthful food

.:. local produce

.:. painting

.:. sleep

.:. self-care

.:. possibility

.:. doing nothing

.:. dreaming

.:. napping

.:. being

.:. softening

.:. loving

.:. basking

I am choosing to sink into Slow, and it feels good.