Sometimes loved ones are just too far away. Maybe no longer here on earth. Maybe living more than a short car ride away. Maybe separated by walls put up with harsh words. Every now and then I catch the scent of my mom (a… Continue Reading “This Day…”
A tree lined park, a shady path, a stream – things painters illustrate, writers help us imagine, and we often take for granted. Winding our way along such a path my husband noticed the bark of certain trees was peeling off and laying… Continue Reading “Will You Pass This Way Again…”
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