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…