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The clever crow places her meal on top of the utility pole at the end of the driveway. The dead bird flops awkwardly on its round, wooden plate. The crow comes and goes, returning as to a buffet, pulling off the tastiest morsels. Standing in the windows we watch,...
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One of the twins was missing for a while the other day. Not alarmingly so, but gone for long enough that I thought to go and look for him. Striding around the garage, I saw him stretched tall on his tippy-toes at the corner of the back fence where the...
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Head-down, thick folds of skin slide forward to cover her eyes. Long ears drag the ground, swinging in time with each step and the scent of one just passed spirals up the length of her nose. Hard upon the trail of one she cannot see, led by scent (also unseen),...
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The paper seed packet read, “Mesclun Mix” and pictured a leafy assortment of lettuces. The seeds themselves were miniscule, small balls the size of a pin’s head, little shards and spikes in a variety of colors. I shook them loose into the ground,...
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God is the source of all love; whenever we show love, whenever we experience love, we are experiencing an aspect of God. For me, the role of mother, as one who loves and is loved, has been a revelation of many aspects of God’s love. The following...
