July 7, 2015
The Quiet Before the Noise
I woke up before my alarm this morning, which is a rare, strange gift. The house was completely silent, and for a...
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Reflections
July 7, 2015
The Architecture of Breath
In the quiet corners of a garden, we often mistake stillness for silence. We assume that because a thing is rooted, it...
July 7, 2015
The Weight of Collision
The smell of damp earth kicked up by heavy hooves always brings me back to the edge of a field in my...
