A little heat in the iron radiator, / the dog breathing at the foot of the bed, / and the windows shut tight, / encrusted with hexagons of frost.
Books for November
Remember, remember… November feels like the start of the slow turn to the close of the year. Everything outside gets browner and crunchier. There’s the quiet dying of the light. It happens subtly, then all at once. It also gives us a moment to sit with the quiet, find a small corner, wrap up in a blanket, and read by lamplight.
Books for July
Spend July between the pages of a book
Books for May
A round-up of titles to kick off your reading in May.
Books for February
“February, a form pale-vestured, wildly fair. One of the North Wind’s daughters with icicles in her hair.” ― Edgar Fawcett