the great white calm IV
January 15, 2016
As winter descends and ice takes over ponds, lakes and rivers, men, bundled up in heavy, thick coats and hats and dragging along an array of weird contraptions, head to the frozen bodies of water that seem to call to them like sirens and spend hours in an attempt to
I can venture no further into the realm of minimalism (if you can call this that at all)…
December passed snowless. There was not a gram of festive feelings in me for it is encoded in the DNA of this Northern girl that there must be snow for Christmas and New Year. On the third day of the new year the snow finally showed up and made me
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