Under Occlusion
Right about this time of year, my hands inevitably crack and bleed. The knuckles, red and leathery, reveal winter fissures that make me wince. Nearly
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Right about this time of year, my hands inevitably crack and bleed. The knuckles, red and leathery, reveal winter fissures that make me wince. Nearly
It’s snowing! We scatter about the house, looking for mittens and boots. This first snow, according to the Artist Friend, is particularly generous. It falls
We’re slumped upon the kitchen table. One daughter labors over math homework while the other colors slowly on paper. I’m answering an email, sighing. The
Our yard and driveway transform overnight into a skating rink. The trees bow or else raise their limbs to silvery worship. The ice cannot discriminate;
I’d seen those Youtube videos where folks in Alaska or Canada throw pots of boiling water into the air only to have the water freeze
I learn today the damaging results of winter. This season, combined with the effects of drying heat in my home, makes us feel brittle and
Holiday Snowfall Traveling south, we emerge into a winter wonderland. Every direction you turn, you see white fluffy frosting, pure enough to eat. So we
On a cold day like today, with temperatures below 20 degrees and a wind chill that takes your breath away, I have no choice but
A Woodpile This time of year in Pennsylvania, I can see woodpiles in the side yards of homes. Folks use wood burning stoves or fireplaces