Alaska autumn, or what I learned from a writing binge

Autumn comes in fast up here in Alaska. One day it’s summer. The next the air cools and the wind becomes crisp and when you look up, you notice, with wonder and dread, that the leaves are already turning. I love autumn for all of its beauty and complexity, yes, but also for the darkness, which creeps in slyly, wrapping around the sky… Read More Alaska autumn, or what I learned from a writing binge