Before the Storm

Heavy, wet air as still as death hung over the forest and meadows when I ran this morning – a classic lull before the storm. During the morning, sun and cloud traded off beyond my study window while...

Epilogue for a Garden

For me, writing is an exhilarating but intense experience best interspersed with small house chores, a walk to the mailbox, or quick garden/yard tasks, the idea being to periodically get my shoulders ...

Autumn Sunrise II

The looming winter pushes darkness deeper and longer into our Nova Scotian mornings, the light now dim until well past 7:30 a.m. Yet this extended darkness brings with it benefits – silver moonlight...

Autumn Portraits of a Grist Mill

This morning I ran with Pepper, our moving presence in the forest startling a ruffed grouse into whirring flight and two white-tailed deer into graceful bounds. The puddles from the past week’s ...