Snow Falling on Cedars and Everything Else {20}

My madrona branch fence flocked in winter white Snow is a welcomed albeit rare visitor to Vashon. When an arctic blast ushers in a snowy blanket and enveloping hush, the island is transformed, as if the snowflakes absorb both sound and the presence of haste. The roads are empty, the chimneys reveal the warmth within […]

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