A quiet list of the things I almost did this week—flirting, filming, texting, writing—and the moments that never fully happened. Sometimes, thinking is enough.
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Naked Birches at Night
I wonder if the white birches feel naked next to their pine neighbors who shed no leaves in the fall. While the birches lose their cover, pines keep their needles. Are the birches jealous or perhaps resentful? I’ve walked past these pines regularly for several weeks. They stand out, white and narrow in the fuzzyContinue reading “Naked Birches at Night”