On the winter solstice of 2020, I was driving through the dusk-purpling snow of northern Utah. The way was cold and calm, lit by Saturn and Jupiter. Read more >
Read MoreI needed newness more this July then I have any of the other Julys (or Junes, or Januarys—really any of the months you might suggest). Read more >
Read MoreOn the scrolling platforms, everyone’s sharing their highlights from the last decade. A lot of these posts begin with “The last decade was full of transition, of highs and lows…” (hint: THEY ALL ARE). Read more>
Read MoreOn Friday we left our home and sailed the sun washed pavement up north into Washington. Read more>
Read MoreBreaking your arm is physically risky, but I would recommend it. This is a question of embracing the darkness to know the light. Read more>
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