Guest post by Heather Fignar The rain and fog of the day, the granite outcroppings and the hilly terrain of our mountain side blotted out the sirens and the lights. Blissfully ignorant, I sat at my kitchen table working as police drama unfolded just up the...
During a winter that brought feet of snow to Northwest Connecticut, there were hip-deep drifts between our next door neighbors and us. Even now, with fresh snow falling, the slog to get from our porch to theirs is real and tangible. The space between us is physically...
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