Finding Comfort and Hope In A Snowy Day
This morning, on what feels like the four millionth day of the pandemic, we awoke to a snowy day.When I first raised the curtain, blinking to be sure I was seeing aright, my heart leapt with the kind of joy I have not felt in many weeks. About a centimetre of snow lay across the grass, nestling in the nooks of tree branches and sticking in the curves of the statue in our garden. At the front Continue reading...
