A December rain fell as I walked along the train rails. Drops popped on my umbrella and on the ground.…
Our alarm clocks chirp us awake. We hit the ground running, it seems. So much on our lists, to do…
A steady snow fell on Saturday. Days later, inches of white blanket the ground and cling to rooftops, branches and…
As the sun broke last Saturday morning, I wrote the poem included in this blog post. I finished the poem…