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It’s the hugs I miss most.Joyous bear hug greetings, gentle squeezes of love, and lingering arm-wrapped farewells. All have disappeared like a loose kite…
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“Come look!” announced my husband on an early spring morning over a month ago. “I have a surprise!”I followed him out to the backyard, and there rising up…
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The cardinal comes at dawn.His spiky silhouette backlit against a copper sky, the bare branches of our backyard woods his amphitheatre.He is the first one…
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The spellers were nervous. And who could blame them? Approximately two dozen 4th and 5th graders lined up on a stage with a gymnasium filled with their…
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“I haven’t found the peace of Christmas yet,” my mother announced one Christmas over 20 years ago. She was in her eighties and still full of vim and…
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The toes are tapping, and I am glad of it.Not one foot, but dozens of them scattered under the semicircle of chairs for the first middle school band…
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The hummingbirds left first. And it won’t be long before the loons leave too, taking with them their happy, haunting music.All summer we enjoyed their…
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Finally, the windows are open wide. The fragrance of fresh wildflowers and damp earth flow through them, and suddenly, so too does the hooting happiness…
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I am not afraid. Though maybe I should be, for I am walking with wolves. Not literally, or course, but we are on the same trail. I know this because I…
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Stars shimmering in a great silence. Lyrical rivers running over rock beds. Air so pure and fresh, it takes your breath away.And the beauty? Well, it is…