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A birthday evening.
I don’t really mind getting older, but sometimes the feel of it is jolting. The extra aches and pains, the lines and creases beginning to form on my face, and the lack of…
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The first bouquet
It’s always such a treat when there’s finally enough blooming/growing for the first bouquet of the season. It might not be the vibrant colors of late summer, but it’s a dainty and lovely…
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The Goodness
It’s so much easier to taste and see that the Lord is good in summer. The daisies are blooming alongside the road, and soon it will be the ditch lilies followed by the…
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Mundane Musings
The smell of strawberry pie wafts through the air, freshly pulled from the oven and cooking on the butcher block for slicing after supper. She requested the pie after we brought home 30…
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The risk of education
I heard the rumble of a larger truck going up our road and as I looked out beyond the deck saw that it was a local school bus. I smiled to myself and…
