Weekend Reads v. 12.4.2025
It’s all highlighter green.
The view from my window changes daily this time of year. Delicate white or pink flowers dot the dogwoods. Tulips stand at attention. The new shoots of grass and leaves are a blinding shade of green that feels youthful. Highlighter green, as a teacher once described to a class of cynical middle schoolers.
I can’t help but think that that t…
