December 7, 2011
The Grain of Time
The smell of sun-baked wood is a heavy, dry thing. It clings to the back of the throat like dust kicked up...
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Reflections
December 7, 2011
The Alchemy of Letting Go
To descend is not always to fail. There is a quiet, deliberate courage in the way a leaf detaches from the branch,...
December 7, 2011
The Architecture of Storms
In the middle of the nineteenth century, a meteorologist might have spent his days charting the barometric pressure of a coming gale,...