Back Home With a Brrr
Last time I’d been in Maryland, it had a late fall so that I could see the autumn leaves. This time, it had an early winter so that I could see the cold and snow. I was born on a Pacific island, and I’ve lived in Southern California nearly all of my life, so I’m not accustomed to 20-40 degree weather, but I actually liked it. I was warm enough in my pseudo pashmina, boating jacket (no, I don’t actually…