All posts tagged "Meaning of Life"


I’ve always liked February. It’s a short month. And there’s more daylight at the end of it than there was when it started. Chicadees begin making that call “Phoebe, phoebe,” that says they’re thinking about nest building. The snow gradually…



I used to think when I got to a certain age I’d have things pretty well figured out. Not cosmically, but in terms of myself: why I’ve done the things I’ve done. Left undone the things I’ve left undone. Etc….