It was another dark morning, but as I examined the sky, it was a shade of deep blue, tinged with turquoise-more colorful than it had been on other mornings.
I remembered looking at photos of the northern sky in a book, and it looked about the same.
When I emerged from the metro, the sky was a light pinkish-lavender.
I thought to myself, "I am going to see the sun today." And I did. Two days in a row...
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In the past month, it has been interesting to read the published thoughts of Russian friends as they've gotten their voice back upon es...
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A few people so far have alerted me to the recent 20/20 series on Russian adoptees which can be viewed in its entirety (in 5 segments) on AB...
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In the past month, it has been interesting to read the published thoughts of Russian friends as they've gotten their voice back upon es...
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(I found this draft from last month that I forgot to post! I'm shocked that the summer went by so fast!) National identity. I remember f...
Looks ominous cold.
ReplyDeleteThe tidings of foreboding news.
It's an existence. Not a life. Don't you think so?