Mild darkness bathes northern Nova Scotia this evening, obscuring the ground mist that settled over meadows and forest and Matheson Brrok as I returned home from walking rural roads in late afternoon....
There’s a wildness in the sky. Wind lashes curtains of rain across the world beyond my windows. Little snow remains, only scattered thin drifts at my yard’s edge. Heavy rainfall warnings h...
On the last day of Vilis’s and my five-day visit to Alaska in May, we rented a car and drove east through Anchorage’s sprawling suburbs to Chugach State Park (saw a moose browsing on shrub...
In mid-October, I spent an hour strolling Dartmouth streets and waterfront near Alderney Landing while Vilis attended his cello lesson. In the wake of steady rain, mist hung over Halifax Harbour, shro...