April XXVII

Distance, Given Time

A Buff Brahma rooster in a sage linen field jacket and cream henley shirt, standing at the rocky edge of a vast canyon escarpment at golden hour, hands in pockets, dramatic rift valley stretching into atmospheric haze behind him

Some separations announce themselves. Others move so slowly that by the time anyone thinks to measure, the question has already answered itself. He had been standing at the edge long enough to know that patience and geology have the same temperament.

27 April 2026

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