A mallard couple was lounging in the shallows of ‘the beach,’ a short sandy stretch in wooded Lower Park, as I approached. Not wanting to disturb them, I backed away…
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solitude
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It’s more than an hour before dawn. To the east, Venus shines more brightly than I’ve ever seen it, morning or evening. It’s so bright that I’m not sure at…
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After nearly two hours overlooking the volcanic gorge without a soul in sight, the solitude is palpable. It’s neither inside or outside, but both. Strange how solitude, aloneness and loneliness…