Tag Archives: Bright Nights

Winter’s Shadow

“Expectancy is the atmosphere for miracles.” – Edwin Louis Cole Most of the leaves have fallen like stars now, their caramel and maple scents replaced with an alchemy of wood smoke and Arctic air. In the last day or so, … Continue reading

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Autumn Deep

In these latter days of autumn there’s no time to mourn the last golden leaves still clinging to dark, bare branches. The earth’s long pirouette has been gathering in the cold from celestial blue above and the warmth of the … Continue reading

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