Photo: Jim Brandenburg How I cherish these moments in life when we are compelled to withdraw into the shadows, into periodical concealment, against the grain of an age where everything, everyone is on continuous display, nothing is witheld, in an incessant, senseless chitter-chatter. When we step back into the shade and recover all the lost, banished things - tenderness, reticence, silence, kindness, patience, gentleness, innocence, depth, groundedness. Intimacy.
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