As our Pine Street friends sneeze their way through a windy spring, Kassandra contemplates the mathematics of spirals.
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Any way the wind blows
Spring in my town is like this: sunrainwindhailsunrainsleetsunwind, windwindwindwindwin, sun. Sometimes, that's all in one day. This pandemic is like that too, highs and lows and everything in between, all in a single day. Good news = sun, bad news = rain, that cough I have every spring due to allergies = a hailstorm of … Continue reading Any way the wind blows
Wind and blue skies
There might be a metaphor in this weather of ours.