I grew up in the country where my constant sonic companions were the songs and conversations of birds…...
Read MoreAt the risk of sounding like the old codger I am… “well, when *I* was a kid…”...
Read MoreA year ago we were “back east” prepping the old homestead for sale - cleaning out 60+ years of stuff, ours, family’s and friends… making arrangements to bring the last...
Read MoreThere are moments of unmistakeable finality, moments when you just know it’s over. I’ve had a few. One that quickly comes to mind is when I sold my first house and...
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