The Quiet Company of Strangers
I spent this morning sitting on a park bench, just watching the pigeons peck at the pavement. It is funny how we share our cities with creatures that seem to have their own secret agendas, moving through our busy lives without ever needing…
The Weight of Falling Water
In the study of fluid dynamics, there is a concept known as the terminal velocity of a raindrop. It is the point at which the resistance of the air finally matches the pull of the earth, and the drop stops accelerating, finding a steady, inevitable…
The Fabric Bathroom by Leanne LindsayThe Ghost of a Room
There is a specific blue mug in my kitchen that I stopped using the day you left. It is not that the mug is broken; it is that it holds the memory of your hands so perfectly that to touch it feels like an intrusion. We often think of homes…