COACH MAJA

On purpose, belonging and the invisible leashes we carry… I never set out to become an observer, and yet that is who I am. I notice. That is to say, I notice what I notice, which is not necessarily what anyone else is noticing. This morning, while walking our puppy Sóla through the changing colours of autumn, I noticed the wind moving through the trees and persuading the leaves to let go. Fiery reds and yellows danced briefly in the air before surrendering to the ground. I fo