March 20, 2013
The Smallest Kind of Kinship
I was sitting on my back porch this morning, watching a line of ants navigate the cracks in the concrete. I had...
Author: Light & Composition Team
March 20, 2013
Echoes of Old Wood
I spent this morning trying to find a specific book I haven’t touched in years. While digging through the bottom shelf, I...
March 19, 2013
The Breath of the Earth
There is a particular silence that belongs only to the high places, where the air grows thin and the world below is...