on two different kinds of fog, and the terror of commuting in one of them

Sometimes, a little fog in the morning can be a magical thing: the sun is just beginning to rise, everything is kissed with pinks and golds and it seems that any minute you might pass through the mists and into another world woven entirely of light. Other times, it’s raining. And cold. There’s icy slush... Continue Reading →

on the effects of continuous rain

I’ve got to be honest; I’m not really sure what to do with the heat and sunshine today. I’m not sure what to do about the fact that I can sit in my backyard and NOT get mobbed by mosquitoes. Or that I’ve once again gravitated toward cold beverages. Or that it’s ok for me... Continue Reading →

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