humankind has not woven the web of life. we are but one thread within it. whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. all things are bound together. all things connect. (chief seattle, 1855)
the horizon: it’s that line where the sky and the earth appear to meet. and for some reason, it has always fascinated me. for pilots and sailors, the horizon is a guide; for astronomers, the horizon is the zero point; for artists, the horizon is a perspective reference. for me, the horizon is a source [...]
five years ago today, blood was shed in a place that was my home. i pause today to remember. we are virginia tech. the hokie nation embraces our own and reaches out with open hearts and hands to those who offer their hearts and minds. we are strong, and brave, and innocent, and unafraid. we [...]
someday, somewhere – anywhere, unfailingly, you’ll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life. (pablo neruda)
two months. three full moons. one charlotte martin release. one long weekend in delaware. two saintly holidays (valentine & patrick). sixty-or-so sunrises and sunsets (some brilliant and blazing with colour, others softer, quieter, refined). all of these are lost between us. two months will turn into two years. and then two lifetimes. (as strangers) we [...]
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