The chaos here is all internal. I am full of confusion about where I want to be and what I want to be doing. Not a time to make decisions or take action. These pages reflect my sense that there is nowhere to stand, nowhere that feels solid right now. And out there in the world, the ground has shaken for a whole country – I can think of very little that’s more terrifying than an earthquake. The only place to be is in the garden, my hands in the soil, nurturing a new seasons growth in the best way I know how. But inside I feel I know nothing. I am lost.

return to chaos