To the Dark
Beth Downing Beth Downing

To the Dark

After a quarter mile I turned off my headlamp. It felt like the right way to invite the winter solstice in.

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Crisscross
Beth Downing Beth Downing

Crisscross

That night, we moved in perpendicular directions but for that small square of earth where our feet met in time and in space.

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Not-Winter
Beth Downing Beth Downing

Not-Winter

The ice patterns were a chef’s kiss to the geometry that can only come from sheer chaos.

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