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Mesmerized, I arrive at the Rose Creek Nature Preserve. It feels like I have travelled hours or days to get here and not the fifteen...

The fly rests near the ragged, juicy plum skin, wind coursing over its iridescent thorax. Stripes of moss fill cracks on the wooden...

This place still holds its ethos of healing.

She had used rose hips as one of the dyes during summer; they were sunken and blackening beneath the frost now...