My birthday is next week. I am not a big birthday sort of person, mostly because I visualize age in a stupid way. I try not to think about it too much, lest I end up texting a friend about how I’m less than half-way to 60 and my retirement fund isn’t even close to half way finished! 645 more words
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Winter is beautiful.
Amidst the white snow and grey skies (and roads) and black nights; the dark silhouettes of naked elms and the evergreens tipped in snow; the brown dried leaves dotting the scene – there is one glorious colour that I yet associate with winter: Blue. 533 more words