Letters Home #21 💌

Writing from: Banff Alberta

Dear Ones —

This morning, I gaze out the window by my desk and I can see sunlight illuminating sheer, rocky cliffs on which snow has clung to ledges and trees grow in impossible patches. It’s a springtime sun, the kind we notice because we’ve been longing for it during the dark days of winter. I can tell just by looking that it’s at least 10 degrees warm…