Reflections

March 26, 2011

We are all architects of small, buoyant things, casting our secret intentions into the dark. There is a quiet bravery in the...

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March 24, 2011

The smell of burnt cedar always pulls me back to a winter kitchen, where the air was thick with the ghost of...

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March 24, 2011

There is a quiet dignity in the small things we consume to sustain our days. We often overlook the origins of what...

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