on isolation
I know people who choose to live in forests - with forests, that is, rather than with humans. I am one of these whenever I…
January 2013
A fog-laden wind sifts through tree boughs to the northwest. Into my left ear the presto drip of snowmelt on metal roof is punctuated by…
Astonished
Up from dear never-stop, incredible Pakistani meal walrus-friend Toronto tonight, in dense blowing fog. We could feel the land breathing as the car hydroplaned through…