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The Polar Vortex has descended.
Our son Jones loves to dance.
A cold, open morning passing through us.
A cold morning.
We are now living in the era of the dinosaur.
There’s construction up on Dupont
On Wednesday nights when Rachelle’s playing hockey, I often go to a bar for a couple of hours.
Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our Miniature Dachshund:
The two Japanese university students sitting opposite from us on the train were from a different world.
