Frozen pumpkins

When I stepped out on my front porch this morning, I found my neighbors down the street raking leaves from their front lawn…still. Meanwhile, my Halloween pumpkins have collapsed into flat, icy shells of their former selves, their skin paper-thin and brittle, their flesh icy and crystalline.

It’s hard to tell the difference between fall and winter at this time of year, and if you’re wondering why, perhaps the answer is that the winter solstice is mere days away. We may think of the December holidays as falling in the middle of winter—and they do coincide with the shortest, darkest days—but in fact they come with the start of astrological winter. Continue reading

Home for the holidays

My son has arrived home for the holidays, and we’re filled with glee in my house. When I say “we,” I don’t mean to speak for my son—but the rest of the family, the core who live here year-round: self, husband, two dogs. Our world doesn’t orbit around the son who lives half a large continent away, but when he’s with us…it kind of does.

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