Reflections

December 4, 2017

The air at dawn has a specific texture, like cool silk pulled tight against the skin before the world decides to wake...

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December 3, 2017

When water beads upon a spider’s silk, it acts as a lens, refracting the forest floor into a thousand miniature, inverted worlds....

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December 2, 2017

We spend so much of our lives looking down, focused on the path beneath our feet, the weight of our own steps,...

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