That wooshing sound of summer wizzes past my ears. As I look into my garden, it's hard to envision it draped in snow. But it won't be long.
About Me
- Jon-Eric
- A returning son blinded by long days in the sun and long, hot nights in The Lucky Country. What do you do after wallowing in illusions too long? How easy is it to yet again put on old shoes and wander around in old routines? A flâneur. Slight penchant for dandyism. Shivering through windy and wintery days in the TigerCity.
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