April 20, 2021
Where The Path Ends
It is 3:15 am. The house is holding its breath, and I am staring at the wall, wondering why we are so...
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Reflections
April 19, 2021
The Rhythm of the Wild
There is a quiet language spoken in the fields, one that does not require words or the frantic pace of our human...
April 19, 2021
The Weight of Heat
Winter is a long negotiation with the cold. We gather what we can—wood for the stove, thick wool, the memory of a...