Secrets to the nature of reality.

Water primrose and willows, a sunny morning by the creek. In the shadow, the edge where the water ends and the trees begin isn’t visible. In light and shadow, matter and not-matter are the same, a continuum of existence without boundaries, and all is connected like the air you and I breathe (even as masks slow that confluence and protect us). And just like that—the water, a noxious water plant and the surrounding trees offer secrets about the nature of reality.