Maybe it was named after the buccaneer Peter Wallace.

Belize — our "History of" country today. It's a legend, that the Spanish pronunciation of "Wallace" was Ballis an...

At the Winter Light Café...

... I can't tell you what we did.

At the Morning Ski Café...

... you'd better get out there before it melts.

Rising before dawn...

... to see this ... ... before this:

At the Ski Trail Café...

... the paths are well worn.

At the Hoarfrost Café...

... it's warm inside.

At the New Morning Café...

... so happy just to see you smile/underneath the sky of blue...

At the New Year Café...

... say hello from 2013, if you're out there on the globe somewhere where it's next year . If you're still waiting in 2012 with ...

Pink dawn.

The view from here, right now.

At the Snow Tree Café..

... it's nice and frosty.

At the Compost Concept Café...

... follow your own path.

At the Mid-Autumn Café...

... sharp contrast.

At the Placidity Café...

... enough obsessing about politics for now. Take a moment to breathe. Breathe the blueness . Darkened red looks brown and whitened red turn...

At the Autumn Reflection Café...

... it's a place for everyone who doesn't want to talk about the debate.

"The twigs and acorns crunching pleasurably beneath his boots, Mr. Autumn Man Dennis Clemons, 32, reportedly strolled..."

"... down Massachusetts Avenue on Wednesday wearing a gray sweater over a plaid collared shirt as he cradled a cup of pumpkin-spiced co...

At the Yellow Tree Café...

... I think it's bright enough to read.

At the Equine Dentist Café...

... take the scenic route home.

"The irony here is that the argument for setting these areas aside as national forests and parks was... to protect them from fire..."

"Instead, over time they became the major habitat for free-burning fire." So instead of a few dozen trees per acre, the Southweste...

Restoring the American chestnut.

"Scientists are on the brink of engineering a blight-resistant American chestnut tree, renewing hope for a comeback of a long-celebrate...

At the Willow Café...

... I've got nothing to say.