Tagged: 2015

It fills with alabaster wool the wrinkles of the road

It’s so much a part of our lives that I’m not sure it’s even “news” anymore: We’re in the middle of WINTER here in Boston.   This season has been a tricky one. We didn’t have any snow in November. My visitors at Christmas didn’t see a snowflake. Then, two weeks ago, BOOM(!!!), here it […]