Overcast and ashen, the clouds stiffened and steeled until the sky was wholly displaced by an expanse of gray while a thin ribbon of geese peppered the sky, shifting from one configuration to another.  They honked and trumpeted as they passed…

  Affable February pirouetted in on cloying assurances and saccharine ambitions.  She was poised to ensure March’s arrival would be gentle, like a lamb, but instead, she nurtured the beast, and took her final bow in a puddle.  Hello March.  …

  The air was silken and sweet as the velvety curtain of dusk fell, and the few, frothy clouds seemed to dissipate in wake of the sterling, shimmering stars.  It was neither chilly nor warm.  It simply was, and it was beautiful.  …

  On the frayed edge of Winter, we wait.  Spring is just days away.  We are hopeful.  We are spirited.  Winter seems, now, like a distant dream, and we are forward-looking and thinking, but could it be?  Could the baton…

I have decided to forgive March.  Just last weekend, she mercilessly stole an hour of sleep from me.  I don’t take kindly to such behavior and have cursed March like no other month, save for August, but she has atoned…

The chirping and chattering of nearby birds seemed almost surreal and somewhat eerie.  Their tone was one of elation mixed with urgency, and I searched the skies as the sound seemed to be enveloping me.  Nothing.  I saw nothing until…

Last week’s blog seems like eons ago, and each day bleeds into the next without much pomp or circumstance.  I’m in a funk. Many people say it’s the weather or stunning lack of sun.  Perhaps.  Some say it’s normal and short-lived. …