We need the waves and avoid the waves.

Woodgrain like that doesn’t happen overnight.

This started with seashells.

The woods have a lesson for me in humility.

In thirty minutes, I am going to care deeply for these strangers.

It is like a time portal at my feet.

This map is almost unreadable.

It’s cold in the shadow.

Thank you for these strawberries.

It’s getting close to being ready.

Something fundamental is at work here.

The plume is magnificent.