After a prolonged and dream-like fall, the early sun lit up fields rimed with frost. I checked the flower barrels outside our bedroom window...
Each year, as August yields to September, my thoughts turn to road repair. We live on the top of a hill and at the end of dirt road nearly a mile...
A few days ago my 5-year-old granddaughter opened her hand, revealing a stone, and asked, “Is this quartz?” We were on a hike that included her...
Shortly before 7 on an early November morning, I stood up from my desk and witnessed a startling sight. High over my desk a picture window faces...
At some point last spring — I believe it was early May — I realized that the pandemic was more than a lurking beast just outside my door, and I...
Through May into June, one of the threads running through the Strafford Listserv and local social media pages has been bear sightings, posts...
On winter nights before going to bed I feed the wood stove and walk the dog. It’s a ritual I enjoy because whether my walk is starlit or moonlit or...
In the summer months the pre-dawn light makes rising early feel natural, but now that our part of Earth is beginning to tilt away from the sun, it...
As my wife and I drove from Santa Fe to Taos and enjoyed the stark beauty of the High Road, images of Notre Dame de Paris in flames were still...
Just a few warm days in February will melt winter’s illusions. Now I see clearly the six giant tree stumps, remnants of a late-fall massacre.The...
By accident or need, we structure our lives with rituals that bring order to chaos and free our brains for the quaint musings that make us...
Escape was on our minds when we made the flight reservations and booked a house in Phoenix, a week’s escape from winter’s end, from mud season, and...