Shimmery shining doom

“Maybe” I told him “- it’s midwinter now, hopefully the frosty glitter on the freezing trees will last until January.” “Have you seen the way it sparkles at night? How the glitter plays in the light from the lampposts?” He did not answer. “Hello?” “Yes, yes I have seen it, a long time ago.” “ButContinue reading “Shimmery shining doom”