Since it’s the season of blizzards, I thought it timely to repost this. My thoughts go out for the safety and fun of those hunkered down braving the Blizzard of 2015. As I hold down a house with two sick … Continue reading
Last week my fifteen-year-old laughed at seeing her breath one morning as she scraped frost off her the windshield of the car. For the first time. My pleasure came from the pure, uncensored delight of that laugh. She’s a teenager. … Continue reading
Nothing for me, unpacks homegrown memory like apples. And my dad jogged that memory by bringing a box of apples from Western New York this May. I grew up in an apple orchard. There is a picture of me as … Continue reading
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