December 5, 2012
The Weight of the Ascent
In the high, thin air of the mountains, the silence is not merely an absence of sound; it is a physical presence....
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December 4, 2012
The Weight of Quiet
The smell of old stone always pulls me back to a place I have never truly left. It is a scent of...
December 4, 2012
The Architecture of Return
Time is not a straight line, though we often draw it that way. It is more like a tide, pulling us out...