Month: July 2023
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How it Was When I First Arrived to Our French Village
Our street was narrow, unpaved, and flanked by two large stone walls. This was before the joli maisons; homes sprang up like mushrooms all around us, replacing the vineyards with their knobby trunks that had been toiled by hand…
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The Violin Player
My grandfather asked his children, "Who would like to learn to play a musical instrument?" As an immigrant farmer, he wanted to give his children an opportunity he did not have. My mother, the youngest of seven, asked to…
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Drink it In
All that is good every last bit.
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The Walled Garden
Beneath the vast tree's shade, a peaceful place to be. A friend's garden wall, Olivia's wonderland unveiled. Where butterflies dance, and rocks await her hand's embrace, Crunching leaves' symphony, enchantment in simplicity's grace.
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Child’s Play
Two antique toy horses with two little people having fun playing with them. Should I be mindful because the toy horses are collectible? Nah. Memories are more valuable. The toy horses have endured many children, And this may be…
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Going Along the Path
Down by the river, beyond the gate, a winding dirt path, chestnut trees, sunlight filters, lace-like shadows, rushing water, birds sing, Nothing asked, much said, Words spoken without human voice