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Zoar II

Is there anything simple about this water, veiling the canyon face to softness? There is a reason this old-growth forest stands, uncut, though we deceive ourselves with gentle currents sliding to rapids and shifting depths without warning. Here, night happens … Continue reading

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Zoar

This June morning I can still see my breath. I drive 40 miles to the place the road curves to accommodate one slender waterfall: to count the spots on two fawns; to witness a┬áhen pheasant whose chicks accordion behind her … Continue reading

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