Zephyrs, Gusts, and Promises of Spring

I shoveled a path to the bottom of the driveway then stopped to catch my breath before shoveling another path on my way up. Last Wednesday’s snow and freezing rain had left us homebound for the day. Overnight, rising temperatures and heavy rains had cleared tire...

Composure

For the past several days, high winds with gusts over 20 mph have been blowing here at Vanaprastha, sending our dog Heathcliff into 110 pounds of panic. He paces, his toenails clicking across the wood floors and dog tags jangling. During the day, he wants me to scoot...

Patterns

Early Saturday morning, I’d read the news, finished my coffee, fed the dogs then, ready to start the day, checked the weather outside. “I think it’s snowing on the mountain,” I said to Keith. He looked up from his desk in the loft and gazed out the window facing the...