This weekend, I measured the orientation of every door on the farm. My front door opens perfectly northeast. My back door faces precisely southwest. The big barn door is bang on north facing, while the side barn door is due west. Chicken coop doors orient vaguely west, west, southeast, southeast, and northish, depending on which structure we’re talking about. But there is not a single thing here, not door nor window nor outbuilding that orients eastward.
Lovely piece, Cari. I'm experiencing a bit of apathy myself as this new year begins.
Just beautiful, Cari, and rain to my soul!
Good god, she can write.
This resonates just right.