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Still Life with Aromatic Ointment. October, 2011. The Things Done for Love All my life I’ve used my bare hands to apply mentholated ointment, because that’s how my mom applied it when I was sick as a little girl. Recently I’ve had bronchitis and the ointment has been my friend. Vicks sorely strained our friendship one evening. I’d […]
Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front door, […]
Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front door, […]
Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front door, […]
> Far From His Creek. August, 2011. On Sojourn “Come look at this,” my husband called from our front deck one evening. Stepping out into the evening’s cool air, I stood beside him and saw with him: A tiny frog, no bigger than a walnut, was making his way up the frame of our front […]
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