Kiwi Workhorse Vest Size:L fur catching dust instead of

fur catching dust instead of metal catching skin

Monsoon weather never asks permission

a folded OS map

it sits on a low stone wall above Hadrian’s Wall

the shirt looks better than it did that morning

Kiwi Workhorse Vest Size:L fur catching dust instead ofKiwi Workhorse Vest Winter settles in early along the Appalachian Trail. Mornings start stiff. Breath hangs. You pull the vest on before the light properly breaks, hands finding warmth where they need it most. Movement comes first. Heat follows later. By midday you are off the ridge and moving through timber, pace steady, weight carried close. The vest stays on. It disappears into the work of walking, bending, lifting. Nothing flaps. Nothing pulls. It