We all have muses, even if not clearly seen or always at hand. Maybe she lurks in the tulip now underground but getting ready for a spring burst. Maybe it…
When the first snow covers the ground deeply, it is clearly a line crossed. That happened this week, as it often does by mid-November, as well as me crossing the…
Winter often comes to the Arctic in small steps with new falling snow and temperatures cold enough to form ice as clear indicators of its imminent arrival. This formation of…
In Vermont we enjoy talking about the weather because there is usually a lot of it and, honestly, sometimes not a great deal else to talk about. Spring has been…
I’m so fortunate to live in Vermont and, yet, be able to travel and, even more fortunate, whether here or elsewhere, to have an amazing partner to share life with.…
I love winter for being able to see the “bones” of trees—their branches and shapes. Trees similar to the two old fencerow Sugar Maples shown above, one clearly much…
The past few weeks have been busy with getting ready for the upcoming show at the Gruppe Gallery and being out-of-doors enjoying some February sunshine. I finally downloaded images from…
Ice is a living thing that changes day to day. How lucky I am! After a brief warm spell during which ice melted and waters raged, we were greeted with…
Regular readers know I love cold weather, especially the kind called “deep freeze.” Several weeks ago we had temperatures cold enough that the ice on the North Branch, and in…
For many the Winter Solstice—the shortest day/longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere—has disappeared in a blur of bright street lights, television, and little screens we carry around.…
