I walk the beach as the sun drops and the light sharpens, the water catching it, stretching it into a glistening path that points toward the end of the day. The slanting light catches in the agates, turning them into small, translucent treasures, suddenly visible, findable. The light feels like a favor, as if somethingContinue reading “Easter Agate Hunt”
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At the Threshold
The year turned without much ceremony. No fireworks. No declarations. Just a morning that looked like every other morning. Gray light. Coffee cooling on the counter. A familiar ache settling into my chest. The calendar said January. My heart said something else entirely. After two years of living with Wally, two years of daily walks,Continue reading “At the Threshold”