What passes for autumn in these parts has begun to settle in, even as the leaves are still on most of the trees, and only a few species have even started to bleed off the green. In the mornings the river wraps itself in a romantic fog that hides the trash and the reminders above the treeline that, as green and wild as it is in that pocket, you are in one of the fastest-growing cities in America, and the city wants to eat every pocket of wildness that has somehow been allowed to persist in its margins.
This was an excellent read for me especially since I recently got introduced to the process of Documented Walks which you have captured quite succinctly while reflecting on your own journey.
This was an excellent read for me especially since I recently got introduced to the process of Documented Walks which you have captured quite succinctly while reflecting on your own journey.
I’m all in for snail mail.