November 1, 2026 · 5 min
Pressing Leaves Before the Rain Gets Them
A heavy book, a few sheets of paper and an hour on the porch before the weather turned.
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Notes from the Holler
A short letter every Sunday: where I walked, what I wrote in the journal and what I made for supper.
“The one email I open the day it lands.”
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