There’s something special about going to a certain landscape again, and again. In all seasons, in all weathers. Finding all its paths, all its secrets. This landscape, above and below, is up in Madrid’s Sierra, a spot I return to over and over. There’s a wildness to it that connects with something deep inside me.Continue reading “Depth of Place”
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Eagles, Kites and Freedom
I asked my friend Mike, ‘What do you call it when you have a blog and you think you should be writing it regularly but aren’t and you feel bad about it?’ And he replied, ‘I think that’s just called being a blogger these days’. Hmmmm. This post is in rebellion to my inactivity andContinue reading “Eagles, Kites and Freedom”