We have a pond in our subdivision. Usually it’s cobalt blue and sun-dappled. That’s what it does, and it’s good at it.
Today is a gorgeous spring day– a prime opportunity for our pond to add to the springy view. Instead, it is gunmetal gray and cresting into actual whitecaps.
I love wind. [...]
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