the fact that it’s Monday probably isn’t helping either

One of the hardest things about winter is feeling cut off from the world. Not the world of people – because even at my best I’m introverted and don’t love having people around all the time – but the world of nature. Feeling like the sky has retreated as far as it can go, like... Continue Reading →

on two different kinds of fog, and the terror of commuting in one of them

Sometimes, a little fog in the morning can be a magical thing: the sun is just beginning to rise, everything is kissed with pinks and golds and it seems that any minute you might pass through the mists and into another world woven entirely of light. Other times, it’s raining. And cold. There’s icy slush... Continue Reading →

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