autumn – Tribe Of Flannel

It Starts With Fog | 9.28.22

Heading into the fog out here, you lose a second or two of seeing where you’re headed. It’s in that brief period of seemingly endless time where the mind wanders. Man, does it wander.

The thing about fall – especially, if not exclusively – in New England is that it’s the perfect time to get lost and found – a time to immerse yourself in all of it and let it guide you through without fuss or a set goal in mind. Whether you get into the witchyness ofContinue reading “It’s not too late…”