Meditations
Slow essays on silence, space, and attention
My grandfather, who built boats, used to say that silence was a room you furnished, not a room you entered. Silence, in other words, is almost never entirely silent.
The house kept one lamp burning through October, and then through November. What begins as a habit slowly solidifies into a quiet devotion to space and history.
Stone is patient weather. Weather is impatient stone. An examination of the long intervals of northern geography and the patience required of the observer.