Reflections

July 9, 2017

We often treat the wilderness as a static backdrop, a grand stage set for our own fleeting performances of endurance. We carve...

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July 9, 2017

There is a particular kind of grace in the way snow descends upon the world. It does not ask for permission; it...

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July 9, 2017

I remember standing on a narrow pier in Maine, watching a fisherman navigate a slick, moss-covered beam. He didn’t look down. He...

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