August 28, 2015
The Quiet Hunger
I spent an hour this morning watching a spider weave a web between the porch chairs. It was so methodical, so entirely...
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Reflections
August 28, 2015
The Architecture of Silence
In the seventeenth century, Dutch painters began to obsess over the way light hits a wall. They weren’t interested in the grand...
August 27, 2015
The Brittle Edge of Breath
The smell of dry earth after a long drought is a sharp, metallic sting in the back of the throat. It is...
