Do you talk in pictures, too? TW now accepts cartoon submissions.
Every time you move, you hear doors snapping shut in your brain.
I was reminded of the beauty found in fragile things.
How delightful to crawl into that space, to hide in the dim light, the green and stubborn smell of bark and leaves all around...
Watching the destruction and repair of seawalls has compelled us to reconsider our response to a rising tide and damaging storms.
