Little Dot was a just a spark, a germ, an idea. She was a winter's tale.
We need stories in the winter more than we do in the summer, don’t we? This is just the kind of January evening for it, with the Wolf Moon rising. In Shakespeare’s time, the phrase ‘a winter's tale’ meant a tale borne of a dark, cold night of storytelling to while away the hours. It…
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