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In a bottle marked Snow from a place called Ohara,I dipped my thoughts as soft as sakura.The ink ran pale as a whispered goodbye,Like foxprints fading in midwinter sky. With nib of…
You know when you really look at nature — like the swirl of seeds in a sunflower, the shape of a seashell, or the pattern on a blue jay’s feathers — there’s…
Sometimes, it’s the little things that sparkle the brightest — like the day I unboxed my very first iPhone, the magical 4s. Holding it in my hands felt like pure…
At the clinic where I worked, we’d just had one terminal hooked up to the mysterious “Internet,” and nobody but me seemed overly interested. They put it in the far corner of…
I started this blog years ago — then forgot about it, as one does with old sweaters, ex-boyfriends, and most login credentials. But the name stuck. Winterwhiskers. A place for…
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