Waking up at 8:30, I drank iced coffee. The sound of birds raging outside. The sight of the Douglas fir and redwood outside, omnipresent…
100 Degrees: Delirious Thoughts On Summer, Swimming, and the End of the Pandemic
100 Degrees: Delirious Thoughts On Summer…
100 Degrees: Delirious Thoughts On Summer, Swimming, and the End of the Pandemic
Waking up at 8:30, I drank iced coffee. The sound of birds raging outside. The sight of the Douglas fir and redwood outside, omnipresent…