At Home in the Rebellious Quiet

I love quiet mornings. The sun has risen long ago in these early hours, but the light is soft and slanted. The air is cool and even the grass has a new-born freshness to it after sleeping through the night. In the morning, I make coffee, take vegetable scraps out to the chicken yard, and…

Reclaiming in Easter

I’ve mentioned that my word for this year is Reclaim. It’s a slow goal, not something I can snatch up and be done with. It’s more about remembering who I am than checking off a list of goals. I want to reclaim the Masha who read piles of books in a room of incense and…

Spring Reading

I’ve been mixing in a lot of new books recently. This is partially because I’ve passed my lovelies, Rilke and Camus along to so many friends since 2020. Sharing authors is a joy, but now my friends are quoting my favorites back to me, and it’s leaving me longing for something new. It’s not that…