Judith Henderson’s Wine & Country Living

During early spring, the evening skies over Dayton show like diamonds strewn across black velvet. I love the crisp night air and walks along the wheat fields of my neighborhood. Apparently the neighbor dogs like the walk too, meeting me at the fence happily accompanying me; or, is it the other way around?

After the recent rains, the smells of nature are titillating. With my nose in the air and eyes wide open, I catch a glimpse in the evening sky, a pinkie smear of bright movement across the horizon taking me back some thirty years ago, when a boyfriend showed me my first look at the aurora bor...