weekend magazine

even in the winter weekends on our tiny island we are outside in cold winds and clear skies—filling ourselves up with moments of quiet joy during these short winter days.

we leave the house layered in merino and wearing wooly hats for our regular sunday walks. wandering over paths that are familiar but also experiencing them as if we're seeing them for the first time—all of us changed since last time we met.

tumbling into the rough seas between hot spas and saunas.

hot coffee on the beach at sunrise, greedily gathering the light into ourselves.