Mother’s Day

What Falls From The Sky

The dusk was falling, the night air mild as it streamed in the window here in my kitchen nook, binging on a new-fangled Holmes, a modern living in New York City Holmes, with a Dr. Watson not at all like any of the others that had come before. Elementary, and so I was feasting on […]

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About A Woman Named Millie

This year I feel my GrandmaD’s presence. I see her subtle influence so often of late. After Grandpa died, and she became a widow, she changed. She would only wear the colours black, white and red. Sometimes maybe a beige top every once in a while in the summer … but normally just the basic […]

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