by casey | Mar 1, 2022 | Breath of Salt Air
I love a gray misty day by the water when ribbons of fog rise up from the water’s surface and randomly change shape. The land and trees are concealed and then reappear through the haze. It feels like time is suspended. I could easily be standing in this exact...
by casey | Jan 19, 2022 | Breath of Salt Air
Cut, chop, grab the right pan. Taking the least amount of steps as I rush around my kitchen is a little game for me. Flip open the fridge and get the butter, the organic eggs, the cheddar cheese. I was cooking an omelet for my mom, for me a very easy task. My mom’s...