Strike-anywhere love
On cold days, remember, Love is a strike-anywhere match. Even the irritation of this day is friction for the fire. When life rubs rough, bring your kind...
Category: winter
First Snow and the Grace of Morning
I am wakened in the grey light by her whisper. “Mom, I need to show you something. Something that happened outside in the night. It’s not what you expected.” My...
When the Snow Crunches
At minus twenty, the sound of snow beneath my boots changes – it’s the sound of my childhood. When the snow crunches, winter has settled in, and no use fi...