This morning I ran over a skiff of snow under a full moon high in the western sky, the sun not yet risen. In the forest, I dodged puddles, their frosted surfaces barely distinguishable in lingering da...
Today, I played hookey from my desk. Instead of writing, I reveled in unexpectedly mild temperatures and bestowed last-minute-before-winter care on my yard. I clipped and removed old growth from eight...
