She had autumn on her tongue and winter on her lips.
When the rain came, she felt it inside of her.
The seasons affected her…and yet, she desired more. Continue reading “Seasonal”
Small Stories of a Twenty-Something Adventuring Through Life
She had autumn on her tongue and winter on her lips.
When the rain came, she felt it inside of her.
The seasons affected her…and yet, she desired more. Continue reading “Seasonal”
The air is so cold,
My skin is so cracked, so dry.
Signs of the season.
This cold it bites in
Minnesota winter time
Why do I live here?
So, I know I’m not helping the very present stereotype that Minnesota is a frozen wasteland 99% of the time. This is simply not true! (See my post about Fall in Minnesota for proof)
That being said, it is very much a frozen wasteland out here today. The snow started early this morning and hasn’t let up since.
I’m not sure how I feel about this, I really don’t. I look out my window and think, “gee, that’s pretty!” but then I step outside…as the biting prairie wind seeps through my entire body, I miserably ponder about how today is only the beginning. Dear, sweet, green grass…we will meet again in May (if we’re lucky). Continue reading “Greetings from Minnesota…”