Early February was teasing us with burgeoning bulbs and warmer-than-should-be weather.  It was, though, a great reminder of the power and promise of Spring.  Soon the muddied, desolate earth would be replaced with color and life, and the barren trees would fill the sky with their lush canopies. In order…

Swelling buds and burgeoning bulbs dappled the landscape with the power and promise of Spring.  Soon the muddied, desolate earth would be replaced with color and life, and the barren trees would fill the sky with their lush canopies. In order for trees to leaf out, they must rely on…

  Like frayed and sun-bleached linens, Summer hung precariously and neglected on the line.  The winds were no longer taciturn but purposeful, and they began to unravel and sully her narrative.   Change is tangible as we distance ourselves from Summer’s fermented sweetness into the comforting embrace of Autumn.   Fall is a season of…