Comfort–it’s something we long for, work for, search for, and when we find it, we wrap it around ourselves like a warm blanket on a chilly night and feel that all is right with the world. It’s strange that many, many dollars are spent, many miles are traveled, and many hardships are endured so that […]
Mar 2, 2015
The Roar of the Wind
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The wind has a different sound to it this morning–a low roar high above the trees. A lot of snow melted yesterday but a lot still clings to my yard. Once long ago, a wise woman told me that noise as the wind rushed through the heavens meant that ice is on the way. There’s […]
