An Attempt to See the World with New Eyes
My husband has a habit. Most often it kicks in during a hike, but it has been known to occur in cities. It all depends on what’s lying on the ground. Seaweed, spanish moss, volcanic rock and dried mud have all triggered it. The habit is simple: Pick up a bit of nature lying about, … Continue reading The Art of Natura Obscura
The fiddler breaks a string mid-song. The band being an instrumental trio, the change is noticeable immediately, but the fiddler strums on. Her face makes a slight grimace at moments where the string is particularly missed. Thunder roils outside. She wears a black tunic, black ankle boots and dark rimmed glasses. Between the fiddler’s style, … Continue reading The West Virginia Town Defying Stereotypes
