Christopher J. SparksinHikeNightTomcatAt the beginning a man hailed me. I could hear the music on the way up and I found it belonged to this man doing work on his lawn. He was…Aug 10, 2016Aug 10, 2016
Christopher J. SparksinHikeNightslickThese paths seem well used, shoe imprints in ice everywhere along the paved part of the trail. I saw no one for the duration of the trip…Aug 10, 2016Aug 10, 2016
Christopher J. SparksinHikeNightDeliverancevilleShadows trick the eyes, letting the cave feel deeper than it is. The air is cool and pregnant with humidity, touching the skin with a…Aug 10, 2016Aug 10, 2016
Christopher J. SparksCabinIt took awhile but even Oliver learned to appreciate the hissing, popping wood stove. Even the East facing windows with sheer curtains…Aug 10, 2016Aug 10, 2016