Winter Selfie

It is the dress of winter… …the puffy down coat that leaves a tiny white feather stuck to the purple pilled sweater. The co-worker delicately picks it off and hands it to me. I smile, knowing that another one will escape eventually while the majority hold court inside a few yards of black, wind-breaking fabric. …the fur-lined hood that surrounds and protects exposed ears and skin from a biting wind. Mom always asks, “Where’s your hat?” and I always answerRead more