The Day the Light Overtakes Me …


Yesterday, I walk into the woods and into autumn’s first blush:  red dogwoods and the crackle of dry leaves underfoot. And I find myself breathing a deep sigh that feels — strangely — like relief. Autumn is usually a hard season for me, in spite of the goodness of hot cider and apple-picking, boots and flannel […]

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