After Christmas I take a walk down to the shore at my grandmother’s house. The sun is just rising above the clouds making ribbons of pink and orange dance on the still morning water. The air is bitter cold, and my fingers quickly cramp as I try to snap just the right photo for my… Continue reading hello 2020
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listening
I’m sitting here in the dark, criss cross applesauce on the living room sofa. The coffee is brewing, in just a minute I’ll hear the beep beep beep telling me it’s ready. Thank you, Jesus. The birds are already chirping outside, way more awake than I feel right now. It’s grey and rainy but they… Continue reading listening