Tag Archives: January

Worlds Between the Hours

“ Time is a game played beautifully by children.” – Heraclitus, Fragments As the last days of the old year fall away, I’m still feeling the festive spirit, especially when I come across an unexpected twinkle-lit window, move among the … Continue reading

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