Say it's here where our pieces fall in place
Any rain softly kisses us on the face
Any wind means we're running
We can sleep and see 'em coming
Where we drift and call it dreaming
We can weep and call it singing
Where we break when our hearts are strong enough
We can bow 'cause our music's warmer than blood
Where we see enough to follow
We can hear when we are hollow
Where we keep the light we're given
We can lose and call it living
-iron & wine
Lily & James embody adventure, passion, and fortitude. Five years ago, they ran away from an old life towards the unknown. Five years later, Seattle has become home—not because it’s been easy, but because they’ve made it so with their love, a french bulldog, and a passion for working with their hearts and hands.
This summer, they invited me to join them on the southern end of the Olympic Peninsula in a setting as grand, strong, and mysterious as their love. Lily & James, cheers to you and the rest of your beautiful lives!
