January 22, 2011
The Rough Hum of Earth
There is a specific grit that settles into the creases of the palms after a day spent with the soil. It is...
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Reflections
January 22, 2011
Iron Singing in the Cold
The wind does not ask for permission. It moves across the high ground, stripping the heat from the stone and the marrow...
January 22, 2011
The Weight of Rain
There is a specific silence that follows a long rain. It is not the absence of sound, but the presence of something...