Tagged with winter

Gifts for the cold

I'm sick today, and feeling rather downtrodden with a headache and sniffles and a cough that leaves me feeling exhausted. Piper and I are lying on the couch with Mark's laptop, keeping warm. I hate being cold. And the older I get the more I hate being cold. I've slowly been (a) finding and … Continue reading →

icy memories

It's a happy time that reminds me of days gone by. We tool around in circles. My hands are cold and my feet ache. There's a particular smell in the air - what is it - exhaust? ice? Sounds of laughter, blades carving the ice, a local radio station blaring over tinny speakers fills the cavernous … Continue reading →