Reflections

May 28, 2024

There is a specific stillness that follows a heavy, humid storm, when the air is scrubbed clean and the light loses its...

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May 28, 2024

I keep a small, chipped ceramic saucer in the back of my cupboard, a remnant of a set that no longer exists....

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May 27, 2024

I have always found the ritual of cut flowers to be a bit of a performance. There is a predictable sadness in...

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