Spring Snow
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Big, fat, wet snowflakes falling against a backdrop of new spring green. Just 2 days ago it felt like July - a full day hanging out in a field, making paper mache Dr. Suess characters for my friend's annual Solstice party, drinking homebrew - I even got a sunburn. Today snow. I've got a fire going and my hat on, a new hat to replace the one I lost in Patagonia - this new one I found by the ski trail up in the field. Seeing this snow come down feels strange and a little exhilarating, like anything is possible. Anything IS possible. I just became an Uncle for the first time, re-read David Miller's diary of his daughter's birth last night and then got the phone call from my brother, proud papa in California. Everything happens for a reason, my Grandmother insists, and it gives me comfort to believe her. I've just published a new article on the notebook. How To Travel the World For Free. If you could take a moment to give it a read, link to it, stumble it, I'd be appreciative. I think this piece has a chance to go big and I put my heart into it. Snow thicker now, one robin hops on the wet grass, chest fluffed out against the cold. Here's to embracing all the magic in the world. |
wow. congrats on becoming an uncle. I guess I missed that news! Stumbled your piece on free travel. Don't know what more compliments I can give someone who's already on another level. great stuff as always :)
Man, Tim, why did you have to write this today? I've got a huge project list that will keep me writing until midnight, and you've made me want to get out of my pajamas, put on some shoes, and just walk, walk around this mad, noxious, glorious city.
By the way-- the travel for free piece is great, and I can tell you put your heart into it. It's amazing to me how many people want to know what you've told them and then they doubt, for some reason, that they're capable of doing it. Often, we're so incredulous at others' generosity that we miss amazing opportunities on the road. We get suspicious-- why could they possibly want to help us? Give us a meal? Or a room? But everyone, everywhere is just looking for connection. Step into the void-- something, someone, will always catch you.