@annie23112 @CRTBoating The cut grows stories like some gardens grow weeds. For all those times we can see to its mud, there are clouded days and cold nights when what is below becomes mystery, a place for projection.
The cut grows stories like some gardens grow weeds. For all those times we can see to its mud, there are clouded days and cold nights when what is below becomes mystery, a place for projection.
— Hookland (@HooklandGuide) August 5, 2020