by PDR-Kellie | Dec 22, 2016 | Family, Nature, outdoors, Poetry, Seasons, Winter, Writing Life
Winter Solstice, 3:34 p.m. Outside, I notice the light spread on white snow, like buttercup petals on the skin of your chin, those childhood games that pass so quickly by. Night is coming and all day I’ve been thinking of the boats you used to carve, of...
