The Weight of Water
We spend our lives washing things. We scrub the skin, the floor, the plate, trying to return them to a state of beginning. We believe that if we remove the dust, the stain, the history, we might find something pure underneath. But purity is…
Crystal Mill by Steve Hirsch
Crystal Colorado is basically a ghost town 4 miles from Marble Colorado accessible by hiking and jeep tour. After my wife Sheila and I with our friends Barry and Shelly took this jeep tour to arrive in Crystal we were greeted by this old mill.…
The Rough Hum of Harvest
The smell of dry earth always brings me back to the grit of harvest season. It is a sharp, metallic scent, like iron filings mixed with sun-baked straw. I remember the way the stalks felt against my palms—stiff, serrated, and demanding. There…