is no pinchpenny,his gifts are many: pinking our cheeks, glazing the world, sprigs of icicles, a landscape gift-wrappedwith ribbons of ice and snow. Even as light fades, a flock of waders lifts, dives and twists, white wing tips flashin January slush. Kim M. Russell, 22nd January 2024 Image by Sarah Cervantes on Unsplash It’s Monday […]