October 2014. Leaves are changing their colors in the North Saskatchewan River valley and in watersheds even farther north. How lucky the trees are to shed what is no longer needed, what will fall to the ground to fluff their winter beds.
The snows are coming; families fish and hunt and lay in stores for the winter. Along the highways pointing to the pole, pickup trucks are parked and hikers depart into the boreal forests on wet gravel roads. A man and his dog. A couple with two young children, walking slowly, holding hands. Geese flying south in wedges and landing on lakes and ponds, still facing south as dark comes over the water.
Whoever said (it’s the title of a Jon Kabat-Zinn book) “Wherever you go, there you are,” was right. Sometimes that’s all that can be written of a drive far from home in a land that’s buttoning down for hard freezes and deep snows.
I’m working on a second novel, at least until December 2014. Hope to see you at an upcoming event. I’ll post readings and conversations when dates are firm. Sign up for my sometimes-monthly e-postcard, and you’ll get the news as I know it.
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