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 Image by Billy Alexander This morning, I took my favourite Monday morning running route: a steady climb out of town, then a looping return along a back road that winds through a fertile agricultural valley. In places, the road affords a dramatic view of distant mountains to the west, but mostly it contains me within lower, closer contours of the landscape. On [ . . . ] → Read More: An unexpected red  Image by Justyna Furmanczyk I was never a sporty child. I say this with a certain rueful regret, because it was not pre-ordained that I should be a butter-fingered nerd. My genetic pedigree was quite mixed: although my father was definitively bookish and sport-averse (perhaps in part due to his severe short-sightedness), my mother was so good at tennis that she’d once considered [ . . . ] → Read More: Opportunity, knocked out |
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