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…