“It’s like Chinese water torture—slow and relentless,” he said, sour-toned on the dragging carcass of winter. I couldn’t have put it better myself in 500 words. But what the heck, I can try. The weather has played me out and I don’t play out easily. I don’t give up easily, […]

First of all, I think “Old Man Winter” should read the book, “The Language of Letting Go.” I think the crusty cold curmudgeon has some serious issues. Secondly, if he doesn’t let go soon, I will put on my “Gandalf” hat, slam my wooden scepter into an axe-handle deep snow […]

I threw myself into deep snow on Saturday and lay there for 20 minutes in the silence of my neck of the woods. I had just finished snow blowing, and I was tired and once again drained of any enthusiasm for winter. In fact, I’d had a run in with […]

Van Morrison is singing “School of Hard Knocks” as I stare at my laptop screen dumbfounded at the blank page that is idea-deprived. I do have material to call upon for inspiration, including “Better than Sex–Chocolate Principles to Live By,” followed by the tried and true Mark Nepo and Melody […]

I’m reading a very good book called “Into the Wild” by Jon Kraukauer, which chronicles Chris McCandless, an adventurer who sought a simple life of solitude that did not end well in the Alaskan wilderness. The novel has been good reading on a winter’s day snuggled up in my living […]

“Drive south until the butter melts.” I heard that saying last week for the first time, and I dare say I was charmed by the enticing “get in your car and go” imagery it evoked. I could use a warm little holiday like that right about now. Heaven knows if […]