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Another Year Younger

Another Year Younger

The tall thick blades of wild barley grass grew beside the cement steps that led to a sidewalk which wrapped around half of our farm house. It didn’t lead anywhere but it was good for learning how to roller-skate. Pink and white peony bushes were scattered across our...
And So the Wind Blows

And So the Wind Blows

I’m back home in Milwaukee where my cat walks across the keyboard when I type and then settles into my lap so that I have to balance my iPad on one knee. Her name is Rose.  She cries to go out one minute and cries to come in the next. She’s a talker and a...

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