Rufus, Traci, and I work our way through the CSA harvest, pulling carrots and beauty heart radishes from the cool soil. We converse about our life trajectories, the moments that ignite joy, and those which spark fear. I welcome the raw honesty we have with each other, skipping the small talk and digging into the deeper matters of the heart. I’m sincerely grateful for conversations like these, spoken over soil, accompanied by songbirds.



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