In which 2019 begins …

It's currently midnight, and I feel like I'm in the beginning of some tragic Edgar Allen Poe novella: dark and rainy, wind moaning in such a way that it could nearly be mistaken for a human. One of my cats is darting back and forth frantically with each creak of the magnolia bough just by... Continue Reading →

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