Reflections

November 28, 2015

There is a rhythm to the land that we often forget to hear. It does not speak in words, but in the...

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November 28, 2015

The smell of damp earth always brings me back to the monsoon season of my childhood, when the air turned heavy and...

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November 27, 2015

I spent an hour this morning just watching the dust motes dance in a sliver of sunlight hitting my kitchen floor. I...

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