Reflections

December 3, 2024

I keep a small, frayed bookmark made of pressed clover inside a book I have not opened in twenty years. The clover...

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December 3, 2024

We often mistake vast, open spaces for empty ones. As urbanists, we are trained to look for the density of human infrastructure—the...

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December 2, 2024

There is a profound language in the way a creature touches the earth. We often move through the world as if we...

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