FILTERS

Analog is Good

You probably shouldn’t be reading this. You have better things to do, I promise. I used to joke that I wanted to be a Di…

A Few Small Stones

You walk along a charcoal-grey gravel path. Vast expanses stretch in all directions. To your right, two railroad tracks…

Dreams of Spring

It’s again the time of year I find so difficult. It’s not quite spring, and yet, and yet? My thoughts have turned to the…