i like how my friend Pixie referred to herself as being on “low tumble cycle” lately. for me this feels like being quiet, having few words, a time of taking in, instead of putting out, moving my body, organising, purging, preparing for a new phase.
yesterday we rode our bikes thirty miles in the californian countryside, beautiful hills in the background, riding beside rows and rows of olive trees (crushed olives having stained the road black), fruit orchards, and wheat fields (I am in love with the sound of dry wheat). later we enjoyed an amazing meal of purple asperagus, corn on the cob, new potatoes and organic barbequed chicken. food tastes so much better after a day spent outside moving the body. the perfect end of the day was spotting two white owls high up in a tree in our backyard. I am still smiling from it.