Reflections

January 26, 2014

Why do we insist that beauty must be permanent to be meaningful? We spend our lives building monuments of stone and memory,...

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January 25, 2014

Every river is an archivist of human passage. When you stand on the wet silt of the bank before the morning traffic...

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January 25, 2014

I was walking through the park this morning when I stopped to watch a butterfly resting on a patch of clover. It...

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