The Zen Hiker
“Days of high temperature are almost disposable. Time gets pureed in the swelter of it all. Cold-weather hours drags, days and nights become small epics. I welcome the bleakness!” … 185 more words
3 weeks ago
“Snow flurries began to fall and they swirled around people’s legs like house cats. It was magical, this snow globe world.” ―Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen… 187 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. 281 more words
2 months, 1 week ago