September 6, 2018 Echoes in the Stone I remember sitting on the steps of a library in Florence, watching a group of schoolboys chase a stray cat across the... Read Article →
September 6, 2018 The Space Between I was walking through the grocery store this morning, trying to find a specific brand of tea, when I realized I was... Read Article →
September 6, 2018 The Weight of Petals There is a silence that belongs to the morning before the heat arrives. It is a fragile, held breath. We often look... Read Article →