The grace of, eventually, forgetting your own name.
Month: September 2020
Stolen moment in a favorite thinking spot. This abandoned hunting blind looks out on both a centuries-old fieldscape and construction of the world’s largest neutron source.
Thinking this morning of recent conversations on optimism, despair, and the much more difficult but clarifying act of simply sitting with uncertainty. The future continues unwritten, as hard or hopeful as that’s ever been.