I’m having powerful cabin dreams. Usually this doesn’t happen until February/March. I decided years ago that this annual phenomenon indicates that I’ve been away from Walden for too many months — that I need to get back to the woods. But this year, the dream is different. I’m moving stuff around. I’m discovering new rooms or whole new floors that I didn’t know were there. Sometimes the world around is blanketed by melting snow. Like always, Dad makes an appearance. He’s been gone for 9 years but he’s there in the woods. Usually he talks to me in the dreams. This year he’s just watching as I explore.