Looking Around and Back

Some seasons, the year, in review.

I’ve started writing this with about thirty minutes remaining to the 19th of December. Still technically fall. We are at the crepuscular point of the year. This signals an ending, yes—but so much of the world comes to life in those final moments before night, before day’s end, or in this case, year’s.

It snowed this morning. It has been unseasonably mild…