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Mothers and Daughters




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

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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