Everything Unsecured Is At Risk
Everything unsecured is at risk. The wind is a creature, an animal, a snake that fits itself into every crack. Tents roll away despite hammer-embedded stakes.
Stars & Lightning
We exist of the oldest molecules but also for the briefest of moments. We are stars and we are lightning, both of which look different at noon and midnight.
Aspens & Redwoods
When you hold an unblemished coin of an aspen leaf in your palm, you know you’re holding the color of the actual sun in your hand.
Race Day
In early August, a week after returning from a hiking trip in Newfoundland, I did a 50K running race on the trails of Park City’s Mid Mountain. Here are a few thoughts from the day before.