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The Black Dress
Whenever I travel back home, a black dress finds its place in my suitcase. Returning to my hometown means stepping into a place where every life touches another. A new…
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Linda’s Spiced Fig Cake
Every time I’ve come home from France over the past 40 years, I’ve walked through my mother’s front door to find one of Linda’s glorious welcome baskets waiting—filled with homemade…
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The Youngest and the Oldest
The youngest in our family, his baby Cal- he is one year old. The oldest is my mother. She is 90 years old.
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Olivia’s Drawing
Olivia’s drawing on herself and her brother Gabriel, bellybuttons include. This is her daddy. Note his non curly hair. The entire little family plus… Plus a wee little one.
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My Cousin Chris’ Garden Tips for Delicious Vegetables
Green vibrancy, Chris’ vegetable patch hums with yum. His passion finds its way into every row, joy lingers on every vine, and the reward arrives in delicious vegetables—blue-ribbon marvels! Autumn…
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The Story of Blue Willow
The night before Koong-se was to wed the duke, Chang disguised himself and slipped into the house and escaped with Koong-se (and the jewels). Once upon a time there was…
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Judy Delicious
My cousin Judy follows a recipe and knows how it will taste before the first bite. Whenever any of us are invited to Judy‘s table, we know it will be…
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Home Base
Being back home changes my rhythm. Things aren’t where I expect. People coming and going. Happy distractions. Full days that blend into another- full of conversations, laughs, tenderness, and moments…
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