will you join us?

I admit to being rather lost for words. I suppose that’s a notion in itself. That sometimes it’s really alright to just listen. You know what Liz & I love?…

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an earth-bound rainbow

When someone says “earth” (in the sense of the soil) to you, what color do you think of? I tend to think of a rich brown. As I was walking…

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new stains for the new year

My grandmother drank boiling black coffee from a mug that looked like it belonged on the counter of an old diner. It was thick and white and stained. She had…

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