The kind of beautiful week that makes you wish you could package it up and hold on to it forever. Soon the evenings will be dark and cold and I won’t write with the windows open the way I do now. But in this moment, I’m holding on to this. Happy Friday, friends.
I got to see Jenn Wasner, who lives here in North Carolina, not long ago, and it was an incredible experience. This song just feels like September.
Speaking of North Carolina musicians, I love this interview with Skylar Gudasz, Kate Rhudy, and Libby Rodenbough. Good wisdom:
“I guess there is something aesthetically boring about snuggling into bed with the same person every night. But guess what else is boring: desperately searching every corner of existence for a half-baked idea you have about freedom until anxiety is riding you like a hot oppressive cowboy! Have you ever read Annie Dillard’s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek? Sure, one could call it boring to spend three pages talking about how a grasshopper’s left leg lifts off a sourwood leaf, but maybe she’s on to something. There are mysteries and treasures to be found in knowing a person or a lifestyle, or a place, deeply. Settling down is cringe because cringe is something you have to stay running away from every second of your life. But I don’t think that sounds fun.”
I must know more.
When I talk about how all of us are good folk at heart, this is what I mean: