
Overburdened
I’ve seen this before, deer flies bold enough and brazen. You hear them, pounding themselves on the windshield and against the door and laying siege
I’ve seen this before, deer flies bold enough and brazen. You hear them, pounding themselves on the windshield and against the door and laying siege
Don’t get me wrong: I’ve always been more of a dog person. And as a lifelong single woman, my preferred terms have become “fun aunt”
Apparently I don’t really know what the word “wooly” means. Dictionaries tell me it means vague and confused. I’ve always liked the word wooly. I
I had walked past it numerous times and never paid it much attention. But this time I stopped because something peculiar had caught my eye.
I met him while sipping on a nice coffee and croissant. Not only was he a fellow pilgrim, but he was also an American. While
Every once in a while it is necessary for me to get outside the Reformed bubble. Not to wander in some hedonistic romp on the
Margaret[1] and I had a proper visit last week – not a quick hello, but a nice long sit-down. Margaret, a resident in the long-term
Maybe the world doesn’t need another person weighing in on the controversy surrounding the tableau on the bridge, but I’m going to weigh in on
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