Suspended, like an oversized yoyo, the moon seemed to bob just above the horizon – glowing and golden.  As evening melded into night, the moon raced across the sky towards dawn, shrinking in size and fading in color as if it…

  Brittle like parchment, the arctic air sliced through the landscape with little resistance as it slashed and gnawed at flesh like a hungry, rabid beast.  It was fit for no creature, great nor small.  Experts call it a polar vortex.  We call it Winter….

  “May you have: A world of wishes at your command. God and his angels close to hand. Friends and family their love impart, and Irish Blessings in your heart.” -Irish Proverb Wishing you a healthy, prosperous and Happy New Year!…