Writing and Thoughts of Cooler Days

It's still unbearably hot and terribly smoky in Montana. Every day, the news is monopolized by how much each fire has grown, how we should expect it to get worse, and if that isn't terrible enough, how viruses continue to rage through the population. It long-ago became depressing, and I find myself more often searching for happy and triumphant stories to balance everything out.

When that fails, I retreat to another world—the Gallagher's world . . . and pictures of snow.

Of late, my imagination...