I’ve canoed and hiked in beautiful places all over the Northeast this fall. The nature sustains me. Writing sustains me. I have a new book, Touch My Head Softly, which will be out from Finishing Line Press in early 2021.
For those of you who actually follow Groundhog’s Day, it has never made sense to me. If the groundhog sees his shadow, we have six more weeks of winter. If he doesn’t we don’t. If he sees his shadow, doesn’t that mean it’s sunny and warm and we should have less winter? Any thoughts?