Spending Time Alone in Your Own Company

This essay’s foundation was a voice memo dictated on a five-mile walk. Green pines and firs. A quiet blue sky. Textured white from the birches or a cloud. The exertion in my feet midway through the walk. We live within ourselves throughout life. Be grateful for our bodies and minds, and use our faculties untilContinueContinue reading “Spending Time Alone in Your Own Company”

Naked Birches at Night

I wonder if the white birches feel naked next to their pine neighbors who shed no leaves in the fall. While the birches lose their cover, pines keep their needles. Are the birches jealous or perhaps resentful? I’ve walked past these pines regularly for several weeks. They stand out, white and narrow in the fuzzyContinueContinue reading “Naked Birches at Night”