One solid crunch underfoot and it’s 2006, treading out acorn paste into names graven long ago, on the way to Daniel Hall in my ancestral home in the foothills.
Pull back into your chest, deep, back, and down. Train your eyes, your sights, down the lane and find the one thing you seek in that sea of green and blue. Pull back. Push down. And feel, and see, and hear your hope arc up, and fall down. And if you are good – or […]