A large oak stands firmly anchored to the ground on land that once belonged to my parents. It is so tall and its limbs spread so wide that when a person stands under it during a shower, she is sheltered from much of the rain. Whether it’s wise to be standing there during a thunderstorm […]
May 24, 2013
Endings and Beginnings
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“Oh, better than the minting of a gold-crowned king Is the safe-kept memory of a lovely thing.” —Sara Teasdale Spring is here. One season has ended and a new one is underway. I guess before there can be any kind of a […]
