Blog Posts
An essay about the 2007 fire season in one New Mexico wilderness becomes a bit of a time capsule for me in 2021.
I took a break from most things this week to spend time reading the surface, waves, and moods of Lake Huron.
My hope for young musicians in Afghanistan living in fear is that they will find music in their minds. Beyond this, I feel helpless.
I have moments when I’m afraid I’m losing touch with the world. Sidhu’s essay helps me to remember that by tuning in to my immediate surroundings, I gain an intimate knowledge of a place that’s now cut in the shape of my heart.