Avalanche Lilies
Why does a flower have more meaning when we know its name? As if identification confers value. As if possession is knowing.
Two Hour Line
I wouldn’t have given this roadside a second’s worth of glance in any other circumstance. But now, I was climbing over the guardrail to get a closer view of the river right next to us.
In Search of Signal
On a logging road with a closed gate with foxgloves rising all around the dirt that had been displaced to make the road, we had found signal in each of our ways.
