[RANGE OF DARKNESS] Two posts ago, I told you all of these featured photographs are from Alaska, except for the one featured in Range of Brightness (https://inthenovember.com/2023/11/21/range-of-brightness/). I had always wanted to go to Alaska and finally made it there in 2015. It is an incredibly beautiful place, both naturally and in the hardships that […]
Read more "Aperture"I received my greatest compliment recently. In a betrayal of trust, someone close to me discovered my sadness, and the extent of it. When revealing this to me, they simply said “You are really good at hiding it.” I will forever be grateful for being told that. That has always been my goal, always been […]
Read more "Cold Summer"Listen to piano music, and let it take you somewhere. I wanted to write tonight, but I don’t have much to say. I’ve been thinking a lot about time, because we have so little of it. It just gets away from me, and I hate that. I have things I want to do and things […]
Read more "Key Strokes"This morning, as we stood in the midnight air, we noticed a ring around the moon. “A moon ring,” my companion said. I was informed it happens when crystals in the sky catch light reflected from the moon. Light that has already been reflected from the sun. Recycled light, in a way. I don’t think […]
Read more "22° Halo"I have to get serious now. I have to walk straight into fear, as I have done before, but this time it seems so much more real. For this time, I have made myself responsible for broken feelings and the soul of someone I care so much about that I fear running the same course […]
Read more "All That There Was"“Through endurance we conquer” – E. H. Shackleton I rediscovered fear recently, but not of anything I can see It is of my future, and where my life will be. I feel so alone at times, and I blame no one for this as I know I have done it to myself. It can […]
Read more "cold"“Mother Mary sings to me…” I feel as if I have less time than I used to. I described this feeling to my mother and she began to tell me of all the things I do now that I did not used to do, and that I’m much busier and thus I have less time. […]
Read more "Up in the Air"It is as if everything is ending at once, but this happens every November. It is the season changing more than anything, because if anything ends this time of year, the cold weather, snow and lack of light arrive to remind you that there is no such thing as an endless summer here. Along side […]
Read more "Once More"I wasn’t supposed to live this long. I shouldn’t have lived much past eighteen. I don’t know if I would have even made it that far; the doctors never said anything about that. And I was certain, even after I had been cleared, that something would come along and that would be the end. Eighteen […]
Read more "Eight.Three"
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