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Illness and The Quiet In Between

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On the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, the moon and waves are at play. The tide gets real, real low just before the full moon rises. Once thunderous, the waves roll sleepily… 

One Less Wild Woman

One Less Wild Place Wild places to walk, sweat, explore, and breathe in are precious. Growing up in the suburbs, wild places that were near to meĀ were made even more precious by their rarity. I… 

A Fresh Start

Just before sunset I putĀ on my neglected running shoes and went for a walk. As the sun set over the wetlands, my mom and I watched the dabbling ducksĀ dive for the last meal of the…