Lupe and I must have walked the loop at Hoopes Park a thousand times, or more. In ten-degree freezing black ice, navigating lethal dangerous walkways (and…
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I wasn’t going to write a sappy. I wasn’t. But, I jumped. My father was and always will be…
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Wouldn’t it be lovely if kindness, loyalty and showers of affection were our biggest faults? Wouldn’t it though? It would be awfully, awfully nice. It is lovely in the…
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What does your heaven look like? How does it feel, close your eyes…
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A glimpse into the magical, mystical, mysterious world of Georgia Pine.
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yeah, I pretty much hate Christmas. New Years. Halloween. Easter. pretty much. The Vast Landscape – excerpt SNOW DRIFTS “They pull into the parking lot, awkward…
Leave a CommentA bright, shiny moment captured becomes the faded, fond memory. This, is precisely how Christmas felt, some time ago. May you carry the magic of…
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