February 13, 2019
The Breath of High Places
The air at high altitudes tastes of cold iron and crushed stone. It is a sharp, thin flavor that settles at the...
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Reflections
February 13, 2019
The Weight of Small Solitudes
How much of our early life is spent waiting for a return that feels like an eternity? We often speak of childhood...
February 13, 2019
The Breath of the Earth
There is a language spoken only in the quiet hours, when the world pulls a veil of grey over its shoulders and...
