It wasn’t even 10 AM and I’d already enjoyed a robust self-TED-talk. Axel and I were on our morning stroll, which today meant navigating a kind of strangulated figure eight and we were coming back along a path we had already walked. On our first pass by the little angel figure we have seen countlessContinue reading “Adjusting my Angle on Angels”
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Karna Eastlund Haugen 