My mother’s pockets
My mom's old navy blue zip-up jogger sweatshirt hung from the duck pegs next to the front door for most of the years of my life on Lange Street. At one point there was a burgundy version of it, and then a green-and-gray combo. But mostly I remember the navy [...]
Read MoreWinter 2024 Photo Catch-Up
The winter of 23-24 was not as epic as last year, but we got our share of snow. The front yard tree holding up some snowy weight. Stéphane logged many snowplowing miles this winter. Snowy deck Hugo competed in a local climbing competition. Each route was given a certain amount [...]
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