March 6, 2018
The White Silence
There is a particular kind of grace in the surrender to winter. When the world loses its edges, when the earth and...
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Reflections
March 6, 2018
The Weight of the Sun
I spent this morning sitting on my back porch, waiting for the sun to finally clear the neighbor’s fence. It was one...
March 6, 2018
The Weight of the Clouds
I remember sitting on a stone wall in the Lake District with an old map-maker named Arthur. He spent his life drawing...
