Contemplating impermanence today...
The changing seasons.
Hearing the snow geese honk “goodbye” as they pass overhead - migrating south to warmer places now that winter has begun to settle in.
Watching my husband begin the next step of re-fencing our pasture - meticulously stringing wire along the strong, straight fence posts he has set...ones that in twenty years time will meet the same demise as their predecessors - leaning and falling like tired soldiers after a long battle against too many snowy winters and pushy cattle. The tiresome, often thankless, and temporal work of farm life.
Reminds me a bit of Matsuo Bashō:
“summer grasses —
all that remains
of warriors’ dreams”
Thorns may hurt you,
men desert you,
sunlight turn to fog;
but you'll never be alone,
if you have a dog.
This winter has been incredible for me so far, both in life and in love, and I can't wait to see what the rest of it has in store ❤
Life in Wisconsin has been feeling more and more normal lately. New memories being made, old & new friends, new routines, old & new traditions, just lots of exciting things all around. Lots of things to keep my brain busy, and not think about... things... But then every so often, when things slow down for a minute, the pain can hit me so suddenly. The pain in my heart when I think about all the people I left in the mountains, that I love so dearly and desperately. The people who were mostly not family by name or by blood, but were so very, very much family. And it can be absolutely crippling. I have so many beautiful photos from this past summer that I will one day post, but most of the time, it's just too painful still to look through them. I am so happy and thankful we took the plunge and made this big move. But it certainly has not been all rainbows and sunshine. And tonight, I just miss you, my Montana friends/family. So very much. 😭💛🗻