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All the Pears

Tonight, my son Ezra ate a pear.   As I stood over the charcoal grill cooking dinner, he sat on the back porch steps…

Gardening

The Growth of a Gardener

My mother has a green thumb. She can grow anything. When I was a kid, she would do things like buy me purple rose…

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The Hopeful Romantic

“… It was in the season that I could not feel the thing, when I came to the place of choosing to love when…

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My Kids Call It Egg Pie!

I clearly remember the first recipe I ever cooked of my own volition. I’m not talking about opening boxes and mixing cans; I’m talking…

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As She Sleeps

Tonight, the light of my Macbook is spilling onto a hay-strewn barn floor. The rhythmic sound of tapping keys is mixing with a hum…

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The Home Stretch

I’m not a fan of the winter. I’ve bemoaned it in articles and whined about it to every listening ear. Unfortunately, my laments never…

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For Love of the Story

I had written my first short story before I was halfway through elementary school. It was a riveting tale about a bi-species gal named…