Ugh…it has been snowing lazily all day, the sky a murky mass weighing on my spirit, all colour blotted by its bland whiteness. Worst of all, it’s been like this all week, defying the saying […]
It should come as no surprise that the biggest draw for me in the ice-crusted garden was the peach tree with its promising pink blossoms. I’d admired them the day I arrived, but of all […]
I went to visit my sister in Texas earlier this month, and on my third morning there, she woke me up without me asking her to. An ice storm had blown through between the time […]
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