For me, my new year starts with the first leaves falling. I enjoy summer, but it’s really just the opening act for the season that has it all. It is going to hit the mid 90s today here in New York City, but I don’t care, I can feel autumn approaching. Despite the heat, the humidity level is much lower than earlier in the summer, but even if it was a sauna here I wouldn’t care because we’re about to say goodbye to August and usher in cold winds, gray skies, sweaters and hot chocolate and squirrels scampering like mad collecting their nuts. Add to that Halloween, Thanksgiving, and the build up to the holidays (fill in your belief system here) culminating in the “official” celebration of new year and it’s just about perfect.
PROLOGUE: A BLACK CONDOR DIPPED her featherless head and flapped her wings, straining for height. Another vulture drifted in front of her, forcing the condor to climb higher in the crowded wheel of circling birds. The condor struggled, her body weak from having little to eat over the past month. The sun had yet to… Read more »