Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Food and Drink
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Every morning Belle and I take a walk on our caliche road. We have a set path of about 1.5 miles. First we head in one direction where the road twists and turns and dips, then we backtrack past our house and up a short hill before turning around and returning home. Belle sets…
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Being a mother means that your heart is no longer yours; it wanders wherever your children do. ~Author unknown In the old days, before masks, hand sanitizer, and social distancing became customary, I would get an achy feeling in my heart if it had been more than two weeks since I saw my grandson…
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Man has made many machines, complex and cunning, but which of them indeed rivals the workings of his heart? ~Pablo Casals I had just stepped into the last house on a property tour when it happened: my heart seemed to turn a somersault, I nearly passed out, and the pounding started …as in,…