Category: On Winter

I get it, now. I understand the allure of the four seasons as experienced in the temperate zone. Over the years, we’ve heard a lot of people say they couldn’t live in the tropics because they would miss the seasons. “We have seasons!” we’d say, defensively, but they would just smile knowingly. Obviously, we didn’t […]

I lay in bed this morning, listening to the wind whistle down the frozen street below our apartment, waiting for our electric heat to start pinging, thinking about how dead it is outside. The ponds are frozen, the gardens are dead, the last leaves are stuck in solid clusters. The sun flirts across the horizon […]