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There’s an old coffee mug on my desk full of pencils. Long pencils with full erasers, waiting to be selected. Short pencils with used-up erasers, waiting…
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I was telling my husband about a good friend. “I just met her by chance,” I said.“Who haven’t you met by chance?” he said.Oh, right. Of course. “Thanks…
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I have a big Norway Spruce in my front yard that’s about twice as tall as the house. From the upstairs bedroom window, I can see its branches and they are…
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At the grocery store, I pick up orange juice and cat food and a few other essentials. I’m on my way to the check-out when I see my husband’s favorite…
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We were seniors in high school with an English teacher named Miss Smith. She didn’t seem to know very much and we were bored, restless, rebellious.Then,…
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In Praise of RadiatorsIt’s easy to complain about old houses and I do. They require endless upkeep—with which we never keep up. But during the cold…
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After careful scrutiny, the black squirrel figures out how to leap from the spruce tree to our bird feeder. There, he hangs upside down and empties out…
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With all their leaves gone, I can see the bare branches of the oaks and maples in my neighborhood. Walking these streets daily, I know the trees by heart,…
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Losing SantaI believed in Santa Claus longer than most kids, supported by my older cousin who pretended for my sake while I pretended for hers. Finally,…
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On a sunny river bank, a deer is sleeping—but when our canoe glides past, she leaps up and bounds into the woods. We pose no threat to the deer, but she…