I know I will miss this. This time, these little people, and how we were. But there are some days I won’t miss at…
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It is morning. The dark sky is barely hinting blue when I see him. It’s just after six and he is pushing a double…
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Sometimes we take things literally around here. Like Spring Fever. It’s almost the first day of Spring and a weird viral strain has breached…
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The washing machine couldn’t possibly hold another pair of jeans but I am jamming them in anyway – so I can avoid washing another…
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The sky is black, snow hanging in the corners of an immense shroud about to lay down cover. The valley waits. Any moment it…
