winter – E. E. Wildwood

It’s Here.

This is the time of year that my descent into Hell begins. Bitterly cold, grey, dark days. Even though I know intellectually that the Solstice has passed and the days are, in fact, getting longer, I feel trapped in the darkness. The endless pull of overcast skies. The bone-chilling deep freeze that keeps me inContinue reading “It’s Here.”

Spring Fever

It tends to happen around this time of year. Especially if I’m not afforded the opportunity to travel. Spring fever, cabin fever, whichever you prefer to call it. I’m dying for spring temperatures, melting snow and the tides of change. This is the time that I start about “refreshing” my look or “reinventing” myself toContinue reading “Spring Fever”