There's nothing like waking to snow in mid-October.

October 18th, 2013, 7am

It was -2°C with broken clouds. The breeze was light.

And as she watched the bird pass, following the dropping until she lost sight of it, allowing the hope for a brief moment that she was wrong, she thought, “This — This is what it feels like to be the fire hydrant.” Then she went inside to wash her hair.


Engelbert said thanks.

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Caroline Calhoun

Technical recruiter. Coffee addict. Whiskey enthusiast. Sucker for lazy bike rides and the color of fall leaves.

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