Harbinger of Spring

Spring feels different this year. It is late. The nights are still cold and nature seems reluctant to wake from it’s winter slumber. It seems like a mirror to the ongoing restrictions on society. The sense of renewal that spring invokes feels deceptive this year. The death of my dog last month still puts a…

At the Mountains of Madness

Sometimes the books you read are so strong in imagery that they become part of your internal landscape and remain with you for a very long time. Lovecraft’s novella had that kind of impact on me and even though its setting is in arctic regions, these craggy alpine mountain peaks evoked this story in my…