I’ve always liked the word “confluence” for the fact that, if I could see  and hear through the wall in front of me, I’d experience the joining music and rush of Goose Creek where it merges with Nameless Creek. Both of “our” creeks are jump-across-able streams alone; together they gain breadth and depth, power and voice. So I woke up this morning with a gentle rain on the metal roof overhead and have been spinning over and over this notion of flowing together.  It …

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I’m finding threads all over my computer that if pulled, would lead someplace maybe worth going–digital scraps, memos, and saved pointers to all sorts of things I’m interested in pursuing but mostly never will, or am increasingly feeling I’m the only one who gives a rodent’s rump about such geo-eco-trivia. This screen shot of the Roanoke River drainage came after my two days spent on Rock Castle Creek, when I was wondering where the water goes and how it gets there and about what …

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