Jan 24, 2016HyggeAll quiet. The sun peeks through the blinds like a tentative visitor. It woke me from my ravenous slumber and I stumbled downstairs to...
Jan 22, 2016Snow Laughing MatterFaithful readers (all two and a half of them) of this word receptacle will recall how I tend to wax romantic about snow days. That...
Jan 11, 2016HopeThe novelty of the young year has yet to wear off, so even as I shiver under layers of sweater and cup my chapped hands around countless...