Last Saturday was the first substantial snowfall that we've had all season. To herald the occasion, I was out of bed by 5AM, shoveling the sidewalk by 5:20 or so, and on the road by 6:30. I would have left much earlier, but you can't get into the preserves earlier than dawn, and the sun... Continue Reading →
the eons spread out behind you, culminating in this, here, right now. This is not the trajectory of just my life, but that of all lives, all breezes, all seasons, so that I may sit, here, alone, waiting for the rain.
There be beavers in Salt Creek. He found evidence as he was ambling along this past Saturday. Downed trees and stumps chewed to a fine and tapered point. Another tree, still standing, which was a work in progress. Where they make their home is anybody's guess. He didn't see a lodge, but he didn't spend... Continue Reading →
sittinginthewoods 