it's raining. and snowing. and raining again.
i like grey days, i really do. but this one is seeping in making the shadows in the corners darker than ever and spring feels like a cruel joke.
so here are some grey words. they may not make me feel better. but i like that they are true and someone took the time to say them.
also, there's this.
i find it almost obscenely hopeful. stark and wild and winter and joy.
grey is the soft place between black and white. where you can see before and after, inside and beyond.
it's an important place for many of us, mother nature included.
grey words, as best can be tracked down: