A woman, her arms full of shopping bags, fell face first on the busy sidewalk, knocking out her wind and sending the bags flying.  Holiday shoppers swarmed past, until a

Last night we slept through the longest night of the year, reminding us that this year is waning and the earth will begin its slow journey back towards the sun.

  It never fails. The seasons change and I become like a woman possessed. First, the garden.  As soon as the snow melts in spring and a frost seems unlikely,