Decembers here are cold. The snow tends to accumulate, so I spend a lot of time clearing the driveway and paths around the house so we can navigate easily. Usually that means in this project I focus on the unnecessary energy I spend removing snow from my giant yard decoration, drawing metaphors from the work.

But at this year’s end I’m looking up. Eventually, with its own will, the path will find its way through here. Why force it?