Reflections

December 11, 2023

My first instinct was to look away. We are conditioned to expect drama from the wild—the sudden strike, the frantic wingbeat, the...

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December 11, 2023

I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out old journals that I haven’t opened in years. I found a...

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December 11, 2023

There is a specific, muted quality to the air just before the sun fully asserts itself, when the fog clings to the...

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