More like I am…
You’re sensible enough to stop yourself before things get too out of hand…
Time is not a line
Time is not a line.
It loops, drapes and folds back on itself, like a ribbon.
Pregnant – it grows, like a sphere…
The oldest living things in the world
The oldest living things in the world… eat air, digest it slowly. Make themselves patient. Make themselves quiet…
Home
If the world caught fire and burned to the ground…
Found
We almost died getting to Lost Creek Campground…
Impressions
On one of those early spring days that feel already like summer — high sunlight and the faint smell of rain on dirt whispering their promises — you find yourself wandering.
Ode to Magic
I know magic exists; it’s real. I can feel it inside me as surely as I feel my own bones. And most importantly, I know it when I see it. You see, the tricky thing about magic is it’s everywhere and all-the-time, but you kinda have to know where to look for it. It’s not always in the form you’d expect…