Between the years

Not because we plan it that way – it just happens. Time stretches a bit. Days blur together. You end up spending more hours with fewer people.

The good kind.

There’s less doing and more presence.

Meals that take longer than expected.

Walks without a destination.

Standing at the edge. Talking yourself into it.

That moment where your body says no and your mind takes over.

It cuts through everything.

Steam rising off tired bodies. Clearing the head. Resetting the system.

You’re left standing there, breathing, wondering why you don’t do it more often.

Not for the rush.

Not for the performance.

But for the pause.

We hope you’re finding a bit of that too – wherever you are. With whoever feels like home to you.