It was a vanilla sundae kind of a day. It snowed that Sunday; I swam the day before, and I don’t like to do the same exercise for consecutive days, so I […]
A Sundae Kind of Love
Whipped Cream Winter
The clouds can be of whipped cream… only if you want them to be. The TV warns, threatens: “breaking news, blizzard alert, massive storm, eighty million in its path. Stock up! Batteries! […]
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