Roots of rest
April Zee navigates a gravel path between an open meadow and a thick forest. She steps off the path into tall grasses where scattered mounds of dirt peek up at her from the ground … Read moreRoots of rest
True Florida Stories
April Zee navigates a gravel path between an open meadow and a thick forest. She steps off the path into tall grasses where scattered mounds of dirt peek up at her from the ground … Read moreRoots of rest
“Has your mom been feeding you?” Surrounded by the white walls and paper-lined tables of an exam room, I was puzzled by the pediatrician’s question … Read moreThe other side of the scale
Each time we stepped out onto the ice, it reminded us we were a part of something different — something that, at first glance, didn’t seem like it belonged … Read moreHeading into the off season
Beneath the crystal-clear water of Alexander Springs, the edge of a fin flits among rippling eelgrass and tiny minnows … Read moreThe scales that guard the springs
Powerful companionship exists between the unhoused and the dogs they call family. Every kiss and snuggle holds a truth: Love knows no boundaries, in even the toughest of circumstances … Read moreHome is where the hound is