Our Nova Scotian winter teeter-totters between cold clarity dusted with snow and balmy bouts of rain. After days of brisk dawns with the outdoor thermometer reading in the mid to high teens below free...
This morning, I ran before sunrise, spotting tracks of white-tailed deer, ruffed grouse, deer mice, and red fox embossed on thin snow. The -16°C air enveloped me in still calm before a winter storm f...
This morning, I walked our long access road with Pepper, limping slightly due to a severely stubbed toe that prevents me from running. The air was still and mild in the wake of a rainstorm that melted...
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...