Thought Forecasts began on February 24, 2015, the ten-year anniversary of my father’s death. Each day for a year I wrote a line or two about the unlikely and the unexplainable, the strange and the wondrous I noticed around me. This project is part elegy, part meditation on what it means to live in a world that is constantly trafficking in marvels.

I would like to acknowledge the support of artsnb for this project.