We woke up to snow on Tuesday morning. A white layer of ice coating my car, the sidewalk buried in snow. My children, excited about the first snowfall, pulled on mittens and boots and followed me outside while I shoveled the sidewalk clear.
There were still flowers blooming in my garden. Orange marigolds and calendula. Pink and red carnations. They’re f…
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