August 21, 2013
The Grit of Yesterday
The smell of damp earth after a long rain always brings me back to the feeling of scraped knees. It is a...
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Reflections
August 21, 2013
The Architecture of Belonging
How much of our identity is held together by the walls we build, and how much by the spaces we leave open?...
August 20, 2013
The Architecture of Silence
In the high desert, time does not flow like a river; it settles like dust. We are taught that history is a...