Sprouting, Anticipating

  Yesterday I discovered a paper bag with four paperwhite bulbs—forgotten and sprouting exuberantly. I tucked them in among the spent paperwhite bulbs I planted in December. All our outdoor bulbs remain under a thick blanket of snow. The Irish daffodils are...

White Tinged Blue

Whites of January—tinged with blue. I draw back the curtains to the cawing of crows, the papery bark of birches, the tracks of deer under the crabapple tree below our window. The quilt looks like the landscape in the meadow, puckered and pocked after last...