Tag: daphne

  • Frozen

    After it snowed and before it really started raining this morning, I went for a walk. More of a crunch-tromp-glide-stumble-crunch; the ice crust on the snow was brittle, and the snow was deep. Here where it isn’t supposed to snow–or not snow much–we are frozen on the verge of spring. The ice is clarifying, isolating,…

  • Unit Analysis

    ‘Tis the season to stop and smell the daphne, rich and perfumey but not overpowering, maybe because it’s dispersed outdoors, or maybe the cool air filters it. If I’m walking in the neighborhood or across campus, suddenly there it is, a shifting cloud of deliciousness from an invisible shrub, a siren song of scent. Am…