Hope, at last

Just after lockdown began, I went for a run. I burst into tears as I ran by tulips that had just opened, and cherry trees in bloom. Their beauty was more than I could bear as I wondered, “Are we going to run out of food? We don’t have a survival plan. Are we all … Continue reading Hope, at last

Sticky snow

I built a fire last night, like I did last Saturday night, in anticipation of an overnight winter storm. Two weekends in a row, we’ve woken on Sunday morning to a white world. This weekend is even thicker snow than last. It is fluffy and sticks to everything, and as I photographed this morning, it … Continue reading Sticky snow