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Remembering
Becoming forgetful or being forgetful, I cannot remember when it started, but I would like to believe I wasn't always like this. Why do I remember song lyrics from…
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Exploring By the Creek
Hand in hand, we skipped toward the creek's edge, a stone's throw from our home we roamed, Early in the morning, racing against the soon-to-be afternoon heat, we set forth…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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Lemon Walnut Pasta
When life throws you a lemon, catch it. In a sauté pan, swirl chopped garlic and walnuts, allowing them to share their perfumed notes. Once they are mingling,…
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Summer Song of Sunshine
The tale of the hottest summer that graced the sun-kissed lands of France, perhaps I'm exaggerating just a tad, but it truly feels like I'm not. As the scorching sun…
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