Touched by the Sun
Three weeks into the spring, after a series of warm days, the daffodils in my yard are finally blooming. However, bloom time is determined by one’s positi...
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Nagging
There is a point during these low-angled days of winter when the sun blinds me at my desk. I can shield my eyes if I sit uncomfortably to the left or raise my r...
To the Moon and Back
Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. There’d be no sneaking through the woods today. Monday’s rain-dotted slush had frozen into a textured coat of icy snow, thro...