Time is change; we measure its passing by how much things alter.

Time is change; we measure its passing by how much things alter

People give one another things that can't be gift wrapped.

Curious how even a little time can alter so much.

Walking on the land or digging in the fine soil I am intensely aware that time quivers slightly, changes occurring in imperceptible and minute ways, accumulating so subtly that they seem not to exist. Yet the tiny shifts in everything--cell replication, the rain of dust motes, lengthening hair, wind-pushed rocks--press inexorably on and on.

A desert is a place without expectation.