Reflections

September 20, 2022

I remember sitting on a dry ridge in the Flinders Ranges with an old surveyor named Elias. He spent his days measuring...

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September 20, 2022

There is a sacred rhythm to the act of gathering. When we sit to share a meal, we are doing more than...

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September 19, 2022

To whoever made this, I have been thinking about the way we try to hold onto heat. It is a strange, desperate...

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