January 1, 2015
The Unspoken Agreement
I remember sitting on a rusted gate in a paddock outside of Proserpine, waiting for the heat of the day to break....
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Reflections
December 30, 2014
The Soft Blur of Being
There is a rhythm to the seasons that we often overlook in our haste to reach the next destination. We treat time...
December 30, 2014
The Rhythm of the Stream
I spent this morning trying to fix a leaky faucet in the kitchen. It was one of those small, persistent annoyances that...
