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Polar Vortex Lemons Into Lemonade

Polar Vortex cracked its knuckles overhead then pounded its fists on our roof. Sound Sleep cowered with thoughts as dark as the night. None of these poetic musings emerged as I rolled out of bed. (Encased in long underwear, flannel pajamas, ice skating socks and weigh down by a down quilt, “rolled” exaggerated the grace… Continue reading Polar Vortex Lemons Into Lemonade