The colour burgundy
When my grandmother was a teenager, her only brother went to war. It was World War I and he never returned. When my grandmother was a new mother with two toddlers, men came to her house (the very house...
View ArticleYou say potato, I say Kartoffel
I rescued a broken rain barrel (with a crack at the bottom) from my mother’s compulsive need to discard everything — a compulsion, btw, that is the exact opposite of that of my paternal...
View ArticleAutumn is a crow
Autumn is a crow Landing in the birch, causing Golden leaves to fall (with greetings to Kim)
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