Symbology by Alice Scott

Even though it's still very much winter here in the Appalachians, I feel like I'm waking up from a very long hibernation over the past few years. The pandemic, the news, and a lot of personal upheaval told me very loudly to be still, be quiet, to crawl into myself like being under a weighted blanket. If you know me, you know how hard it is for me to do nothing. So resting like this has not always been comfortable or relaxing. It has also been hard to be separated from inspiration for months at a time, a companion that I...