Blast the imperiousness of Nature: her rains that drench, snows that blanket and winds that harry! One could be forgiven for dislike of the inconvenience she inflicts upon our otherwise unimpeded routine.But wonderful worlds open when one escapes the narrow psychological confines of that which is routine, when one expands their own theory of inefficiency as inconvenience into a view of opportunity and exploration. It is of these worlds I write and share.

Read the complete (short) essay: The Unshoveled Sidewalk