Heather HoffmanMemoriesI walked to the edge of the observation deck, my eyes feasted on a wild downpour, and spray that emitted like a fog descending on the day…Jun 23, 2019Jun 23, 2019
Heather HoffmanMaybeMy breath has resumed when walking — taking ambitious four-mike treks — but when not consumed with worry over the lack of oxygen or how…Jun 8, 2019Jun 8, 2019
Heather HoffmanNew Shiny ThingI always find it odd how the expectation or anticipation is so much greater than the arrival. Not a disappointment but as if it passes…May 23, 2019May 23, 2019
Heather HoffmanWine ShopThe raindrops were intermittent, as were the wipers: pausing, then swiping again across the windshield.May 14, 2019May 14, 2019