Round Things speaks of the rhythms of living that pulse under every other thing you do. It's a beautiful reminder that time & bread made & broken together & the feel of your people side by side with you is the real stuff of a life...

Once there was a woman who heard the voices of round things & you would think in a world of straight lines & sharp angles there is no room for that & yet, every day, she sang & danced in her kitchen, never once forgetting that round things, the bread & stones & seasons, are the real stuff of life & everything else sits on top of that until it has been too long & it's time for us to return.