Finding novelty in a world of habit
The world outside my house is currently blanketed in snow, a monochrome world of white interrupted only by the dark, wet trunks of trees, the red brick of chimneys, the occasional green of shrubs poking through. The world outside my windows is the same as it was yesterday, and yet, it’s totally different to my eyes.
Where I live snow is a novelty. One or … Read more »