I opted for a cab because of the snow. Figured I’d go with the old-fashioned tried and true professional cab driver to get me safely home from the airport. It went awry, though, as he sped past my exit, then tried to make the turn, and plunged into a deep…
For the snow lovers among us these past weeks have been abundant. Even a little too abundant as we look in vain for places to put the next shovel’s worth of bounty. It’s exciting and exhausting exhilarating and relentless. Wet heavy snow stuck to the trees then froze in place,…
Seeing Solstice There is a pause now this quiet Solstice time before light slowly lengthens. The temptation? To count the days. To hold our breath until daylight stretches into evening and early morning forces back the darkness. What a relief it will be these light-starved eyes to see again no…
The gifts of darkness: some are easier to unwrap than others Oh, the holidays. They can mean such different things to different people. Whether you are eager with anticipation or bracing for a range of emotions, let me remind myself and you that this is what Solstice is all about. …
Grandma’s Wild Journey I hesitate to add to your inbox right now, just before the mid-term elections, in the midst of notification after notification, and the relentless disturbing headlines, breaking news, and tumult that is our climate right now. Still, this onslaught is what inspired today’s edition of Work Wild. …
Leaves Take Flight It is the season for letting go. A time when even trees move bending and swaying in the strong gusts adding their whispering song to the wind. Leaves touched by autumn’s cool hand let loose from sturdy branches. Taking flight, of all things– a wild dance in…
Busy Season Fall Equinox is upon us. When day and night are equal in length. When long summer days give way to earlier sunsets and cooler temperatures. School is back in session. Holidays aren’t here yet (despite store displays to the contrary). It’s that window of time, post-summer, to dig…
When the fog lifts Socked in. As clouds touch down. As the sun rises filtered by fog to a gentle glow. The world softens in this light. It’s the perfect temperature the perfect humidity to breathe gently. Deeply. On mornings such as this we humans have to slow our relentless…
In Defense of Keyboard Inactivity I remember working for a shipping company as an ‘unloader’ when I was in my mid-twenties. It was a late afternoon shift. There wasn’t much to it, the conveyer belt was positioned into the truck and we, the unloaders, lifted the packages onto the belt with…
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