When they wake in the morning the fire has died, and frost covers the windowpanes. New snow blankets the ground outside. The woman, her husband, and the boy push themselves out of bed. The man makes a fire while she readies water for boiling. Soon they drink coffee and hot chocolate, wrapping their hands around…
Tag: nature
Beaver Lake
One morning, not so long ago, my husband and I walked together. We followed a muddy wisp of a trail along the river to a beaver pond, or lake, as it’s called, Beaver Lake. The sun shone in our eyes and made the frost on the trees glint. We were chilled at first but the…