Coastal Muses: A Blueprinted Morning in Alvin

There is a familiar architecture to these early hours on the Texas Gulf Coast, one that begins with a standing appointment with the horizon. I’ve taken my usual position in

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The Dash in the Stone: From Family Trees to Folk Songs

I’ve spent a significant chunk of this week lost in the archives of my own making. It started innocently enough; I decided to dive back into a book I wrote

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Gulf Coast Rites: Observations on Nature, NATO, and the Morning Bus

The transition of seasons here on the Texas Gulf Coast isn’t marked by a sudden burst of color or a crisp chill in the air. Instead, our rites of spring

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It’s a late lunch for a Sunday…

I’ve spent the morning lost in genealogy research. I’ve been working with the AI to do some things that when I did them manually used to take me many trips

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