Reflections

March 15, 2024

There is a specific quality to the light on a day when the clouds refuse to break, a flat, silvered grey that...

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March 15, 2024

Dear reader, I have been thinking about the things we overlook because they are too quiet to demand our attention. We live...

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March 12, 2024

I remember a morning in a park near the edge of the city, where the boundary between the pavement and the wild...

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