Making a mess

It’s no secret that I’m a bit of a neat freak.
When I was a kid (an only child, of course), I used to forbid friends from sitting on my bed for fear of messing it up. I’ve been known to re-tie my shoelaces four or five times before a long run. I also usually burn [...]

About trees

It’s pretty clear from L’s expressions during walks outside that she loves trees.
She stares up at them, mouth slightly open, and watches in amazement as branches and leaves sway in the wind. Occasionally, joy overcomes her, and she lets out a guttural squeal. Other times, she’ll look up at a tree and giggle, glancing back [...]