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have you heard?

I was jogging alone at one of my favorite local parks and saw from a short distance an older gentleman, someone familiar to me over the last couple of years, but whose name I never remember. What I do remember…

a butterfly on Christmas morning

On Christmas morning, we stood outside in tee shirts and bare feet, marveling at the unseasonably warm weather. Sun shone abundantly, and a vivid blue and black butterfly landed on the northeast corner of our house, warming itself on the…

safe to celebrate

A couple of weeks ago while festooning the farm with paper chains and garland and lights, paper snowflakes and more, I texted Handsome asking if he had decided to add a Christmas tree or any other fun decorations to his…