June Oakcrest

Dear friends, These last few days at my mom's have been... a lot. Surprises, doubts, questions, fear. The kind of days where you can feel yourself starting to unravel a little. And yet — I don't think I would have made it through without this place. The house itself, the nature around it, and a few good souls who showed up at just the right moment. Something here has been holding me. Quietly, but steadily. It made me think about this — do you ever feel that a place, or the we

Dear friends, Another Sunday at my mom's house. How have you been? I've been sitting with my coffee this morning — made with cardamom this time, which changes everything. There's something about that spice that slows the cup down, makes it feel less like habit and more like a small ceremony. Matteo first put it in front of me without warning, and I've been thinking about it ever since. If you've never tried it, I hope you will. And if you have a version of your own — cold, sp

Dear friends, I'm over at my mom's house for these first few days, and being here has me thinking... do any of you have moments like this? Like—has an animal ever looked at you in a way that felt oddly knowing? Have you ever felt genuinely moved by a tree? Has something a little mysterious ever happened in a house or a new place that you couldn't explain? I keep hoping that these things mean something—and honestly, I really hope I'm not alone in that. 😄 Tell me everything. W