A snow angel in Woodland Shores. I know that nobody likes to hear their new neighbors talk about how they used to do things back in Texas, or California, or Timbuktu but y’all… we just can’t help it. This new place we’ve moved to, with its independence, and its freedom and its friendly welcomes, it’s just… disorienting. And we can’t help but compare the excellence of our new home to those places we’ve lived in previously. And [...]