Little Moments

Seeking the Somatic

Seeking the Somatic

Christine Snyder

All we could see were the Mesquite trees illuminated by our headlights in front of us, but I knew we were surrounded by them. The night air was thick with...

Seeking the Somatic

Christine Snyder

All we could see were the Mesquite trees illuminated by our headlights in front of us, but I knew we were surrounded by them. The night air was thick with...

Nurturing Creativity

Nurturing Creativity

Christine Snyder

I never quite know the cause, but the symptoms are always the same. Discontent, grasping for a direction, lethargic; this is when I know I am in a creative rut....

Nurturing Creativity

Christine Snyder

I never quite know the cause, but the symptoms are always the same. Discontent, grasping for a direction, lethargic; this is when I know I am in a creative rut....

Backyard Birds

Backyard Birds

Christine Snyder

Last weekend, a student brought in Amy Tan's book, The Backyard Bird Chronicles, to share at our Nature Journaling class. Amy Tan is a bestselling fictional author, but during the throws...

Backyard Birds

Christine Snyder

Last weekend, a student brought in Amy Tan's book, The Backyard Bird Chronicles, to share at our Nature Journaling class. Amy Tan is a bestselling fictional author, but during the throws...

Joy is in the Air

Joy is in the Air

Christine Snyder

The daffodils are blooming, the apple and pear trees have burst into little white and pink pom poms, and the tulips are emerging from the ground. Every day I see...

Joy is in the Air

Christine Snyder

The daffodils are blooming, the apple and pear trees have burst into little white and pink pom poms, and the tulips are emerging from the ground. Every day I see...

A Bouquet for You

A Bouquet for You

Christine Snyder

I am currently reading Seeds of Hope by Jane Goodall, and in it she mentions floriography, the language of flowers. Its practice has mostly died out since its popularity in Victorian Britain...

A Bouquet for You

Christine Snyder

I am currently reading Seeds of Hope by Jane Goodall, and in it she mentions floriography, the language of flowers. Its practice has mostly died out since its popularity in Victorian Britain...

Finding their Own Path

Finding their Own Path

Christine Snyder

After a fresh snow, the ground becomes a record keeper, in space and time. You can see where animals, and people, tend to group together, leaving their prints behind. A...

Finding their Own Path

Christine Snyder

After a fresh snow, the ground becomes a record keeper, in space and time. You can see where animals, and people, tend to group together, leaving their prints behind. A...