Field Notes & Other Correspondences Blog
Trust The Wheel, Eat The Pie
I think I’ve always been a little made for autumn.There are, obviously, the sweaters. The wool socks. The boots. The smell of wet leaves, wood, apples, and something quietly simmering in a kitchen. There is the...
A Reasonable Amount of Chaos And Paper
I’m finally starting to enjoy my summer.I know. It’s August.Spring had already decided to be mildly cursed, and then I spent a good part of the summer recovering from foot surgery. For two or three weeks, my ph...