Monthly Archives: February 2007

The Emissary Buds of Spring Demand the End of Winter

The woodpile is a fair measure of our patience with winter. It is running low. So in these days of March, we wait. We wait for the long icy fingers of arctic air to loosen their grip on the throat … Continue reading

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Invisible Owners of the Night

Familiarity rocks the cradle of our sleep. It is why we find it so easy to get a good night’s sleep wrapped in familiar sounds: a distant refrigerator’s hum, the idle squeak of a shutter in the wind, even the … Continue reading

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