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Thanksgiving Abroad, Homeland Sweet
Thanksgiving is an American holiday. Thanksgiving celebrates the beginning of life in a new land. The seeds of friendship between two different cultures. The pilgrims and the Indians. The…
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The Back Roads
Driving along the back roads looking for photo opts for my niece's senior graduation photo. We found a few and will drive back in the days to come. We…
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My Mother’s Garden
Golden straw, rusty metal, chartreuse, grey pavement… down the lane, amongst the fields, a canal running in back, Willow creek over yonder. Leaves tumbling down faster than we can…
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Home Made Love
After seeing many videos of my niece Marie (a Senior in high school) and my Godchild/Nephew George (a Freshman in high school) I finally saw them last night…
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Cracking Walnuts
Whenever we come home, whether it is Sacha, Chelsea or I we always crack and shell walnuts, and we are at it again. Three hours later several bags full.…
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What it is Like to Move Away from Home
When you live in a foreign country rather than the one you know as home, there are certain things you expect will be different, unusual, far from the…
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Home Made Portuguese Sweet Bread
Home made Portuguese sweet bread, amongst many other things, reminds me of growing up in the rural countryside with my many cousins. Hot from the oven the aroma takes…
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Back Home with Family
Back home with family. Every Monday night my mother makes a feast for her family, last night there was eighteen of us. No dishwasher, it is a choice,…
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Another Day
It is odd to be at home and not feel well. A blessing in the silence. Listening to the clock tick, watching the leaves tumble from the trees that…
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