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> 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 […]
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, […]
Ice-Cold Pepsi. May, 2011. We Would Have Missed it at the Drive-Through Window A few weekends ago we drove to San Diego. My co-grandma, Judi, had just returned from two months’ travels, the bulk of it spent with her daughter Crissy in Florida. Crissy, a Coast Guard wife, had delivered beautiful Annabelle Joy on April […]
Ice-Cold Pepsi. May, 2011. We Would Have Missed it at the Drive-Through Window A few weekends ago we drove to San Diego. My co-grandma, Judi, had just returned from two months’ travels, the bulk of it spent with her daughter Crissy in Florida. Crissy, a Coast Guard wife, had delivered beautiful Annabelle Joy on April […]
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