February 9, 2015
The Weight of Air
The smell of damp earth after a long drought is a heavy, velvet thing that clings to the back of the throat....
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Reflections
February 9, 2015
The Weight of the Wait
I once spent three days in a hide near the edge of a salt marsh in Norfolk, waiting for a bittern that...
February 8, 2015
The Weight of Stillness
I spent an hour this morning trying to fix a wobbly chair in my kitchen. I kept shifting the legs, adding folded...
