Musings
The Architecture of Midnight: Solitude, Waxing Candles, and the Prairie Void
When the sun collapses beneath the rim of the prairie horizon and the grid road traffic falls entirely silent, a second life begins in the quiet study.
Essays, nocturnal meditations, handcraft chronicles, and quiet reflections from the prairie sanctuary.
When the sun collapses beneath the rim of the prairie horizon and the grid road traffic falls entirely silent, a second life begins in the quiet study.
When the mercury plunges past thirty below zero, sound itself freezes. A meditation on the severe, monastic beauty of the winter solstice on the Canadian Prairies.