Spring

Spring

Some shots from early spring, out in the woods of Wisconsin, where a group of us got together, as we do every month, and talked, drank, and learned from one another. We checked in on Lauren and John's tapped birch trees, boiled some sap, marveled at how fast the chicks were growing, and gathered around a long board thrown up on two sawhorses to eat dinner. And then, of course, we sat around a bonfire. Because no spring evening with friends is complete without sitting around a bonfire. 

I'll write more about this group sometime soon, because they have been a refreshing new part of my life, and a reminder that change always contains good within it. There is so much in this world to learn. 

Diggin'

Some things I've been diggin' the past couple of weeks: 

:: An interesting article about the founder of Tom's of Maine entering into the sustainable clothing business.

:: Nietzsche on How to Find Yourself and the True Value of Education. Quote of note: "Let the young soul survey its own life with a view of the following question: “What have you truly loved thus far? What has ever uplifted your soul, what has dominated and delighted it at the same time?” Assemble these revered objects in a row before you and perhaps they will reveal a law by their nature and their order: the fundamental law of your very self. Compare these objects, see how they complement, enlarge, outdo, transfigure one another; how they form a ladder on whose steps you have been climbing up to yourself so far; for your true self does not lie buried deep within you, but rather rises immeasurably high above you, or at least above what you commonly take to be your I."

:: A small thing, repeated, is not a small thing.

:: I am NOT diggin' this, but it's so ridiculous that I have to share: Nordstrom is selling jeans with FAKE MUD ON THEM for friggin' $425. Here's the description on the website: "Heavily distressed medium-blue denim jeans in a comfortable straight-leg fit embody rugged, Americana workwear that's seen some hard-working action with a crackled, caked-on muddy coating that shows you're not afraid to get down and dirty." Yes, show you're not afraid to get down and dirty by spending shit tons of money and then not actually going outside and getting down and dirty. Absurdity abounds. 

:: Mari Andrew. I will be posting many, many of her illustrations here, because almost every single thing she draws points right at my heart. Here are a couple of my recent favorites (click on each to see her Instagram):

:: A phenomenal account of hiking the Appalachian Trail alone as a queer, black woman.