Our Deep Sense of Winter
– Annie Lighthart (Iron String)
Once again we have spent most of our preciously hoarded cache of winter endurance, and it's only the end of January. Once again we have arrived at the place where slogging through no longer works. No end in sight, so toss that metaphor. Time to go deep, but stay awake.
Let us now visit a few of the unspangled silences of this season.