January 28, 2013
The Pulse of the Bark
I remember the smell of damp pine needles after a heavy rain, that sharp, earthy scent that clings to the back of...
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January 28, 2013
The Race to the Door
I was walking back from the grocery store this afternoon when a sudden downpour started. I didn’t have an umbrella, so I...
January 28, 2013
The Weight of a Glance
We spend our lives looking away. It is a survival instinct, perhaps, to avoid the gravity of another person’s presence. To see...