I took these photos in the quiet of this morning, before the children arrived for their first day of school. I was struck by the emptiness of the space. It was intentional but I couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable by it all. The walls a blank canvas, the shelves waiting to be filled. Yet, this was my intention. To allow the room to take on the voice and life of the group of eighteen I was about to meet. I had to remind myself throughout this week, as I've worked on the room bit by bit each day, that it is through emptiness that all possibilities arise. So here is our beginning, I am so curious and hopeful about all the beautiful possibilities in store for this year.