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Setting Free Those Captive Seasons By A Lake

That mound of humanity had been a desire of mine for years, and fear of being so far away from everything I had ever known lured me, and so I spent 6 years within that gigantic multicultural opportunity driven metropolis until I met Tim. What he found was a sad and lonely drunk wallowing in her grief, I was an easy mark, and so began … Continue reading Setting Free Those Captive Seasons By A Lake

Japanese Fern

Beginnings @ the Homestead

“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss.” ― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children “For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And to make … Continue reading Beginnings @ the Homestead

The Bannister

It is the most defining element, I think, of this house. I have many memories of that bannister. Of coming down those stairs in my prom dress (I went stag with 3 other girls who went stag) – and not because we had to, but we chose to. Defining moment in my life. I was telling those old girlfriends of mine who’d turned their back … Continue reading The Bannister