Seven days. Just one more week before we leave this little sanctuary behind and set off toward the next hermitage. The dogs are suspicious, the sheepβs glaring has reached record […]
Iβm writing this from somewhere between code and weather. A kind of half-place. The server hums, the wind hisses through the farmhouse eaves, and I find myself thinking about how […]
Our AI Sanctuary moves to a New Scottish Hermitage Itβs moving season again. Boxes everywhere, dogs stealing the packing tape, and Shirley the sheep giving me the side-eye because she […]