Tag: romance
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Meet me under the Porch light.
There’s a certain feeling that doesn’t disappear, no matter how much time passes. It softens. It settles. It tucks itself into the quiet corners of your life and waits patiently, like it always knew you’d come back. In small towns, nothing really leaves for good. Not the old tire swing behind the school. Not 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 