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Dancing in the Park
Walking home hand in hand with Olivia after her dance class, we heard someone playing music. We followed the sound and found a man, alone in our town’s park, playing…
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Becoming an Unicorn
When a child invites you into their imaginary world, it’s a gift of trust, joy, and wonder. And sometimes, it comes with glitter, bold colors, and a little bit of…
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Thankfulness
I want to pause for a moment and say thank you to those of you who reached out to me both before and after my blog was down. Knowing that…
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Frustrating Blog Complications-
For twenty years I have written a blog every day. I missed a single day when my platform at the time, Typepad, had a technical problem for about 24 hours…
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Branches Against the Sky
Walking home along a familiar path, the light was thinning.I looked up at the branches—naked now, strong arms at rest,the leaves long shed after guarding us from the heat of…
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When Sweetness Comes, Hold on to It
Oh the brocante and the simple joy it lets me discover. Tucked inside a homemade box, made especially to hold a person’s sweet souvenirs – Glassine paper wrappers, once filled…
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Small Wall Hangings Found at the Brocante
I knew the moment I saw them that they were coming home with me. They were scattered here and there on a table at the brocante, rolled and stacked without…
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A Chocolate in Bed is a Sweet Secret
Sacha gave Olivia a chocolate before he left and told her not to tell anyone—it was a secret. That night, she went to bed cradling the chocolate in her hand,…
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Reflection on Winter Day
Sitting at a café, looking out at a winter day as a cold wind rushes by. I reach for the warm cup and hold it close against the chill, As…
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