Refugium: What I Did at Plant Camp

Refugium: What I Did at Plant Camp

If you’re going to be somewhere in North Carolina in July, I might suggest the mountains. Amazing what a difference a few thousand feet of altitude and a couple of degrees of longitude can etch into the increasingly graffiti-ed mess of accidental art that keeps rolling out in front of me each morning. I’ll not go on about how troubling these times may be, or how interesting the way events have unfolded over the last little while; not really on t…