Hot Pot
Summer flew into town on the wings of sunny, warm weather. Tomatoes ripening in the sun, the first of the
Summer flew into town on the wings of sunny, warm weather. Tomatoes ripening in the sun, the first of the
Silvery gray skies, four inches of fresh corn snow covering the ground, branches and boughs crusted with white. Milder temperatures.
Pure white outside. Like being in the middle of a magical tableau in a snow globe. I love this whiteness,
The snow outside is piled high, powdery and soft, and with the exception of a trip through the woods on