Knowing we can get into hot water any time we please certainly takes the bite out of cold weather.
Exploring the inequities of life while congratulating ourselves on our good fortune.
A few warm days, and spring is nipping at my heels.
I wake in the bottom of an abyss, filtered blue light licking at the edges of the ice cliffs above.
It seems to her that humans have only one spring, one summer, one fall, and if they’re lucky — or not, depending on your perspective — one winter.