June 24, 2011
The Breath of High Places
To climb is to negotiate with the sky. There is a point where the air thins, losing its weight, and the lungs...
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June 24, 2011
The Weight of Dust
We leave things behind. Not because we want to, but because the rhythm of living eventually slows. A house is a shell,...
June 24, 2011
The Salt on the Skin
The taste of the ocean is not just salt; it is the metallic tang of ancient storms and the grit of sand...