Reflections

July 6, 2015

There is a particular kind of silence that arrives when the wind dies. It is not an absence of sound, but a...

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July 6, 2015

Why do we feel the need to fill the emptiness of a landscape with our own stories? We stand before the vast,...

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July 6, 2015

We often mistake speed for purpose. We believe that to be alive is to be in constant motion, a blur of wings...

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