Ah, March. This strange month of snowstorms and snowdrops. Days that look deceivingly warm. Promises of spring. In winter, I tend to close myself off and shut off from the world. I turn inward, and find comfort in little joys- whether it’s a cup of tea or a pair of warm socks. This winter hasContinue reading “Return to Spring”
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