This is Not Cold

Prose from the Frozen North.1

In 2006 I spent a Winter in an exile of sorts, in the woods of the UPper Peninsula of Michigan. I wrote a few things like this. In honor of this Winter and it’s discontents, I’m posting one per day. On the one hand it was an exile, on the other hand, it’s not the only harsh Winter I’ve had. I’ve done them in other areas around Lake Superior, in Maine, a…