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I imagined it would be like preparing a body for burial, one last loving touch to each wall, each floor before saying goodbye. I was grateful my daughter, seven, came with me. This house holds her earliest memories, the ones that hover, wordless, in...
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The realtor’s car flew along green fields and over rolling hills. Seated in the back seat, a small and simple prayer formed in my mind. Looking up and out the wide, flat glass of the windshield, I glimpsed a cherry-red Cardinal...
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By the time we were scheduled to get phone and Internet service, two days after the MOVE, we had already spent one night curled backwards on the love seat watching “Frasier” and “Better Off Ted” on the laptop that sat...
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In the spring of the year, nest-building is upper-most in a bird’s mind: it is the most important thing there is. If she picks a good place, she stands a good chance of hatching her eggs and rearing her young. If she picks a poor place, she may fail to raise a...
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. . . I return again to a remarkable story by Isak Dinesen form her years spent in Africa. One day, out in the bush, she came upon a beautiful snake, its skin glistening with subtle, variegated colors. She raved so much about that snakeskin that one of her...
