Rocking the Boat by Pamela Bennett

Layers of ice streak my bedroom window as an arctic wind rattles the glass. A late sun struggles in to bless the yucca plant but its looping leaves dream of desert heat as it shudders in the cold draft. Winter in Ohio…again. I am dreaming too, wishing the snow away, but strangely euphoric as I sit at my desk, despite the fact my hands and feet are cold. Strange because the winter has been too memorable, marked by the death