Reflections

July 26, 2022

There is a specific cruelty in the way a Tuesday afternoon in July can vanish. I am thinking of the way my...

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July 21, 2022

I remember sitting on a stone wall in a garden in Tuscany, watching a sparrow navigate the tangled vines of an old...

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July 21, 2022

In the quiet hours after a storm, the garden undergoes a subtle, heavy transformation. The air, once thin and frantic with heat,...

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