A half-inch of water returned to the grass overnight.
A short report from the low bank of Beargrass Creek on the first morning the frost let go.
A walk down the low bank on the first warm morning of the year, and what the water had quietly returned to the grass.
Read the essayA short report from the low bank of Beargrass Creek on the first morning the frost let go.
Early arrivals on the south bank and what that might mean for the larch.
Two readings of the same water, and why both men were right.
On the quiet argument the willows make every spring. Long form.
A meditation on late color, slow light, and what a tree can teach about staying.
Fraunces, Libre Caslon, and the quiet work of Public Sans at the margins.
Who wrote what, and where the photographs were taken.