As the years pass, the more I want my reality to reflect, “good things take time.” The best things do – wine, stew, bread, paintings, character. Historically, my impatience…
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At Our Heiday
I’ve situated myself in a familiar place, at the table next to my front window, where I can look up and find words in the light sway of the oak branches. I’ve been here dozens of times before…