The Snitch
On the cusp of writing my annual Christmas letter, I pause to absorb my own gratitude which sounds funny but when you're touched by anyone, there you find your heart…
Changing Light
I was obsessing all morning in preparation for the arrival of the house appraisal professional…
Problems with Pete
Tucked inside the dry curl of a maple leaf, one last bloom from a phlox plant that didn't have much vigor in the summer, yet offered a surprise for the end times…
Retrospective
It's a day of retrospectives, including a backwards visit to a tiny memo pad I kept in my teen years…
Basic Terrain
The slopes are slick, due to unexpected rain, calculations for the week gone wrong, now snow in the forecast…
A Leaf Gone Yellow
A leaf, gone yellow, flecked with dark orange & red, so perfect it arrests the eye, lands to tell the story of its brilliance…
Calling It Good
When your professional life involves pulling weeds, you have time to think & plan, according to the sky, the first flush of geese, the dropping leaves, the front blowing in, tonight…
Touching Stones
I’m not really interested in swimming, just interested in not dying due to some careless maneuver…
Nearly Fatal
Do you ever derail yourself, because of what you think is being said about you?
