Browsing: the memory of this day will fade. But I want to remember that sound. That cracking. Because in its violence it connected me to the fragility of life

    Then today, on a morning bike ride, I saw a massive snapper the size of a watermelon, slowly making her way across the asphalt. I got off my bike and paused the podcast I’d been listening to: Peter Beinart’s interview of Israeli journalist Gideon Levy.