Phthinoporon lives in a sweet spot, where she has gained a wise distance from the impulse to sudden movement that captivates those who are of an age for Camp Half Blood, but retains the vitality to take effective action when it is truly called for.
One of my favorite ways to watch the seasons turn is to put the family’s jack o’lanterns at the edge of the woods right off the side of the house. Every few days as we walk to the bus stop or over to the grocer’s,
It’s that time of year again when temperatures around one half of the globe begin to climb downward. You and I call it the seasons of autumn and winter, but every year some cockamamie conservative political cartoonist decides to call this seasonal change a refutation
Mother Davis notes the upside and the downside of global warming where she lives.