Lainey's dragging me on my morning walk when I spy this singular bloom on a cold, rainy, mid-December day and it stops us dead in our tracks.
I smile, feeling the biting wind and the damp air as Lainey aggressively sniffs whatever it is dogs sniff.
"FUCK YOU WINTER!" I scream to the top of my lungs from the bottom of my freezing toes.
"AND FUCK YOU CANCER TOO!" I add.
"ME AND THIS LITTLE GUY ... WE DEFY YOU!"
The words disappear with the wind.
Lainey drags me home.
