April 17, 2014
The Geography of Returning
In the early hours, before speech begins, the river has a voice of its own. It is a quiet murmur against the...
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Reflections
April 17, 2014
The Weight of Fading Light
Why do we feel a sudden, sharp ache when the day begins to surrender its color? It is as if the transition...
April 17, 2014
The Art of Staying Still
I remember sitting on a porch in rural Kansas with an old farmer named Elias. We were watching a storm roll in,...
