Tag: books
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Dust, Dogs, and the Disappearing Man
The dream started with a plan. We were supposed to meet at a roadside market just outside a tiny country town, the kind where the gas station sells bait and the diner closes at two. The sky hung low and silver, heavy with the threat of rain, and the air smelled like wet dirt and…
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Learning to Stand
Claire Hart grew up in Owl Creek, Wyoming. It was a town so small that everyone knew which pickup truck belonged to which family. The loudest argument most weeks was about high school football. The courthouse had two courtrooms and a clock that ran five minutes slow. As a child, Claire used to sit on…
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Petals & Pocket Magic
There is a particular kind of quiet you can only find when no one is watching you. Not the kind that falls in an empty room, but the soft, living quiet of a place that doesn’t expect anything from you. A path lined with wildflowers. A garden just after rain. A forest clearing where the…
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The Forest Forager
The first thing the forest teaches you is how to listen. Not in the obvious ways birdsong, wind through pine, the creek arguing with stones but in the quieter language of patience. Of waiting. Of knowing when to step and when to stand still. I learned this from Rowan, who foraged like the woods were…
Quiet Harbor Writing 