The Real Work

I've been a little obsessed with this poem by Wendell Berry lately...it never ceases to amaze me how often exactly the words I need to hear show up at exactly the moment I need them most.

 

The Real Work

by Wendell Berry

It may be that when we no longer know what to do

We have come to our real work,

 

and that when we no longer know which way to go

we have come to our real journey.

 

The mind that is not baffled is not employed.

 

The impeded stream is the one that sings.

 

 

Isn't that just perfect? Stay curious, y'all...

Alpine Lakes and Big Tall Mountains

Is this weather making anyone else this insane to get outside? I have mountains and water on the brain these days...it's wreaking havoc on my productivity...

Mt. Yale from Mt. Harvard in Colorado's Collegiate Range

Mt. Yale from Mt. Harvard in Colorado's Collegiate Range

Rocky Mountain High

We returned to Maine last night after an adventure-filled week in Colorado! My little sister's wedding, the summit of Mt. Harvard, paddling on the Arkansas River, and a chance to catch up with some old friends we haven't seen in some time…it was a packed 10 days full of wonder and laughter and dreaming. 

There is so much to share with you, once I find the words. In the meantime, a glimpse at the landscape that has imprinted itself on my heart this week...

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