Memory degrades. No bicycles, no birds, no bumblebees. The landscape of my past has flattened; like the future, it looks more like a featureless plain.
Monday, February 17, 2020
Disappear
NY Times: The Bees and Other Creatures of My Childhood Are Disappearing - So are my memories of them. By David Van Biema - Mr. Van Biema is a former religion writer at Time.
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