You must understand, I love my land. I love my heritage, I love my culture. Every rose has its thorn, but the sweetness far outweighs the sour in the South (bless its heart). Yet in less than two months, I’m leaving for Northern England for a year or more. As is typical for me, the magnitude of the transition is happening within. By beginning this blog, I hope to surface a bit more and give glimpses of my gears and cogs as I launch into the adventure I’ve longed for, which, hyperbole aside, may turn out to be the adventure of a lifetime. In this space I intend to pepper my prose with updates on my creative process and produce (sewing, painting, etc.), images of my experiences, cultural contexts and colloquialisms, and ruminations on my Christian faith.