Tag: woolgathering
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Remembrance of Box Fans Past
[Note: This essay was first published in the late great naturezine Woolgathering in 2018.] It was June or maybe even July of last year when my mother gave me a fan. It was a box fan, the kind you can wedge into an open window. Summer had barely arrived in Seattle. It had rained all…
Mary Fontana ~ Author 