Reports From the North

I used to walk to the bus stop every morning, 30 minutes earlier than the bus would arrive for some reason, wearing only a hoodie. No jacket. It never bothered me.

Since I moved from West Virginia to North Carolina, I feel like I’ve gone soft. Our winters are ridiculously mild in NC. So, naturally, I’ve frozen the whole time I’ve been back in the homeland. What if my parents had stayed in New York so long ago? Would I feel no temperature? Get really hot in the summer?

I’ve been walking around in my warmest winter coat and Dad has to take off his jacket. I’m really cold, and I think these pictures convey that. Enjoy.


Hiking to Long Point

I hiked the Long Point trail to a slippery precipice overlooking the New River Gorge Bridge on Thanksgiving. Looking back, there’s no other way I’d like to spend the holiday, with the people I care deeply about.

I love hiking in the fall/winter. There’s still beauty and life to be found as nature recedes into hibernation for the season.