A few warm days, and spring is nipping at my heels.
Once upon a time, there was an imperfect family which—like millions of other imperfect families—produced an imperfect child.
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Ode to Summer (Happy Thanksgiving!)
After dinner, I thought about my good fortune at being born in the right place at the right time.
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Blue Skies
Getting back in the saddle with a lot of help from my new friends at Blue Skies of Mapleview.
We hear the outside world from inside our mothers’ wombs, while sleeping, and after all other senses have lost their grip, we hear from our deathbeds.