“Miss Petitfour loved the little pictures, each in its own serrated frame and each seeming to tell it’s own little story.” ― Anne Michaels, The Adventures of Miss Petitfour
“Miss Petitfour loved the little pictures, each in its own serrated frame and each seeming to tell it’s own little story.” ― Anne Michaels, The Adventures of Miss Petitfour
“I blink January’s lashes and gush down December’s cheeks” ― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
I’m getting sappy. Yes, I picked some ripe pine cones from our ancient white pine tree that creaks and sways over our country lodge, leaving my fingers sticky with the fragrant essence of winter. But I’m also sappy over the whole season that is sitting right in front of me. Growing up with traditions of …
