kirkwood

Last night I arrived at kirkwood. we're still working on our house put this should be the last push before it's finished. i love it up here. As i drove up the mountain rode, the moon reflected off the snow on the ground that air glowed. It's a beautiful sight, snow being lit my the moonlight. Normally in SF I put ear plugs in my ears to drown out the commotion and noise around me, but not here. Sitting here now, I hear silence, only the whirring of my computer. I've come to work, both on the house and a slew of other things, but I've also come to rest my soul and order my life from the inside out. It's a blessing to be here.