Wrapped in the present of snow.

My back yard with fresh dog tracks in the snow.

I was going to write about a different topic, but then, during the night, it snowed. In the early morning hours, awakened by the need to pee, I saw the roof’s skylights darkened by a layer of snow. All other thoughts left my head in a flurry, like snowflakes dancing in the gust of icy wind.

And it is indeed cold. At the warmest part of the day, a little after 1 o’clock in the afternoon, it was only a few…

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Elena Tucker

Writer and storyteller, immigrant, wife, mom, knitter, collector of jokes, lover of cheap, sweet wine.