That Icy Finger Down My Back

That Icy Finger Down My Back

The feeling of an icy finger running down my back wasn’t due to a thrilling mystery book. It was due to my opening the back door this morning. Cold! Frost decorates the roofs of my neighbors’ houses. The thermometer plummeted to thirty-one degrees.   Yesterday’s wind blew the leaves into funny swirls and patterns. The […]