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Graduation… This is what I came for
The main reason I came home was because of my nieces' and nephew's graduations. Family comes first. Such a good opportunity to share joyous moments together. Marie and…
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A River of Memory
Coming home, the flood gates up, the river swells, stirring memories buried under the years of living abroad. It never fails each and every time I come home-…
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The Barn Full of Memories
My dad's shop use to be the milking barn but when I was fourteen he stopped dairy farming and went into motorcycles. He kept farming rice, and went…
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The Five Younger Nieces
The five younger nieces, the original long hair contest group: Molly, Marie, Gina, Maci and Kate. The photo was taken six months ago.
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Another Day at Home
A flower in her hair, pink sweet little bloom. My nieces looked through their yearbooks, graduation is this weekend, Molly graduates from the eighth grade, Marie and Gina…
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My Mother’s House
Coming home to familiarity is a gift I hold close to heart. My mother's hand is creative, nothing is for not, everything has a place: The glass sugar bowl…
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Eggs in the Gravel
My mother lives down a paved lane, where along the sides are of dirt and gravel, followed by a fence, then fields. It is on the outskirts of town.…
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Watching the Sunrise
My mother's cat, Honda. Early morning, Outside my bedroom window. Sitting on the fence post, Watching the sunrise.
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Bloom Where You are Planted
Roots run deep, From one home to the next, Connecting earth, sun and sea. Drinking in the taste that nourishes the seedling, bud and blossom. Roots like arms, wrap…
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