Sitting on the deck, eating dinner, Sue sees a buoy floating down the river. “Those things are like thirty bucks!” She says. We watch the buoy float slowly down our little piece of shore until, “I’m going to get that buoy.” The Universe is always sending good things down the pike, it’s just a matter of waiting patiently for them, and when they arrive, claiming them.
There was the most incredible sky this evening on the Connecticut. This photo does not do the sight justice. Soft yet vibrant layers of watercolor sky reflected in the water of this dear river.
Lisa Congdon hand-letters some of history’s most timeless wisdom on how to live.