It occurred to me this week that while I’ve shared sketch after sketch of Salt Spring, I’ve shared very little photos of it on the blog – and that perhaps you might enjoy a different look at the island.
One last look at Salt Spring Island.
Journeys – in yurt living
A day in the life of a yurt dweller
Though it’s what I’ll miss the most about my current role as a yurt dweller, it’s also what I’m determined to carry with me when I leave – the sense of awareness and aliveness I feel here.
The Yurt Life: 101 yurt rentals around the world.
While I’ve loved sharing stories and sketches from my Salt Spring abode, I recently realized I’d only be doing half my job if I didn’t bring this all full-circle and help you have your own taste of the yurt life.
An illustrated love letter to Salt Spring Island
Right in the middle of perfectly ordinary moments – moments that happen by circumstance or serendipity – life is made extraordinary. And this, I’m slowly learning, is the real magic of Salt Spring.
Notes on walking in the dark
Hanna gave me a vista, context, the big picture, and I hope that wherever this finds you in life right now, that it might be of some reassurance to you as well – that the only call is to keep walking.
Notes on sketching the places we call home.
I know I won’t ever lose my love for sketching faraway places – but for now, I’m grateful to be turning my sketchbook’s attention (and my own) to views a little closer to home.
The eternal circle: An illustrated history of yurts
It is this blurring of worlds I will miss the most when it comes time to leave my yurt on Salt Spring – an eternal circle I will endeavor to keep living under, no matter where I call home next.
A watercolor wander to Burgoyne Bay.
How do you describe the momentary beauty of two trumpeter swans or a Great Horned Owl? I’m beginning to realize that you can’t, but you can move through each day with an awareness that invites them.
Sketching the edge: Notes from Mile Zero.
Here on the edge of a country, you have only a crystalline sea and the sky above you. You must trust those other lands are there; that the only land is not just the one behind you. You must trust it is also a beginning.
Introducing the yurt: A watercolor housewarming
The yurt gives me faith, really, that nothing is ever for nothing. That the threads weaving through our lives may disappear for a time – but they could still re-surface again, somewhere farther down the tapestry.
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