may the meals that you make forge bridges and towers with unruly grass and vines. 

may the flowers that you grow flourish and spread roots amongst the trees. and may they cover hills and mountains and welcome visitors at its peak. 

may the breeze flow through your hair and may it whisper sweet notes and wisdom calling to you at times when pleasantries and comfort are needed.

may you find fortitude in your pace. 

may you listen to the humility of last year’s fallen leaves as they take to compost. 

may you find trust in nature when it tells us that you do not need to rush, ever. 

may you find your place among the buds and blossoms and carcasses and sheddings of old selves turning new. 

may you let yourself take your time.

xoxo,

abs and zoë

photographer: zoë yanover

model: abby’s house