The Rhythms of Resilience

Rhythms of Resilience I’m watching for the first delicate crocuses to break through the hardened crust of the March ground. Yellow, purple and white, their short blooms open like small […]
+ Read MoreRhythms of Resilience I’m watching for the first delicate crocuses to break through the hardened crust of the March ground. Yellow, purple and white, their short blooms open like small […]
+ Read MoreBack when time had hands and a face and watches were wound daily, my grandfather fixed clocks and watches at an old wooden workbench at the back of his jewelry […]
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