Winter Skeletons by Sarah Hatfield

Winter Skeletons by Sarah Hatfield

This is a revealing time of year. Without the leaves on many of the trees and shrubs, sightlines are longer, that which is hidden forms shadowy outlines and lurking forms. Sometimes it is downed tree, with roots now reaching toward the sky. Other times is a gnarled...
April by Jennifer Schlick

April by Jennifer Schlick

There has been a lot of grumbling about the weather this month, though I cannot say if it is really any more or less than usual. The temperatures go up, it gets sunny and we get lulled into a false sense that spring is here. Next morning, we’re scraping frost or...
Transitions by Jennifer Schlick

Transitions by Jennifer Schlick

Change is inevitable. Night becomes day. Winter gives way to spring. Caterpillars turn into butterflies, eggs into baby birds, acorns into mighty oaks, seedpods into clouds of fluff. I close my eyes in the dark and wake up with the sun streaming in my window. The...