Long-form letters from past expeditions. Read them slowly.

There is a wadi south of Wadi Musa where, if you know the rocks, you can dig a foot down and the sand turns cold.

Our first night in camp we built the fire wrong. The wind ate it in twenty minutes. Khalil showed us why.

Moses kept sheep here for forty years before the bush burned. We try to imagine that arithmetic, and fail.

It began on a flight back from Israel. Four of us, exhausted, certain there was a better way to do this.