Pressed between the
pages of a dusty photo album is a picture of me at about twenty years old wearing
an unsightly black eye and a band-aid. A few days earlier I had tumbled off my
water skis and the tip of the ski clobbered my cheekbone. In my vain youth I
worried about a scar, so I went to a doctor who sewed a few stitches and later
sanded it down. If the ski had hit an inch or so higher, well, I’d rather
not think about that.
Surviving the storms of life
I found an old bucket in the woods and planted a mum in it. Over the years, the roots of this plant have been buried under snow, froz...
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It’s one of my favorite scenes of summer -- when a neighbor cuts his field and bales hay. It reminds me of growing up on a farm. Our ba... -
I watched a documentary about the octopus and came to the conclusion it is one of the most intriguing characters on this planet. It ch...
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I heard about a simple man on my mother's family tree A faded photo black and white proves the authenticity He stands so tall in...