The Night the Flashlight Beam Hit Something That Was Not a Tree
I went into the woods looking for a lost dog, but my flashlight caught something standing rigid between the pines that defied every law of nature.
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The Woods Behind My House Do Not End Where the Map Says
Maps are finite lines drawn by people who prefer limits. But the trees behind my property line stretch on into something that refuses to be charted.