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In the Aftermath of Christmas

December 27, 2017

In the aftermath of Christmas, our cupboard is cluttered with goodies. A plate of monster cookies and a quarter of a bucket of raisin-filled cookies, candy canes, the remnants of a cheese ball, an assortment of candied peanuts, a bowl of popcorn spices, two giant Reese cups with a mini pie-shaped slice cut from one of them, whipped honey and honey comb and honey sticks, …

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The Book at the Top of the Mountain

October 10, 2017

Once upon a time, I wrote a children’s story for creative writing class. And as week followed week and year followed year, I liked the story so well I decided to publish it as a children’s book. But publishing a children’s book, I discovered, was no easy task. I scaled a high mountain, looking for an illustrator. At the tip top of the mountain, I …

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Til the Cows Come Home

April 5, 2017

A week ago today, Dad and Mom sold the cows. I’ve been wishing for this to happen for years now. Ever since they started the cleaning jobs, around three years ago, they’ve worked too hard. They’ve had to milk the cows morning and evening, of course, besides feeding and cleaning barn and putting up hay and dealing with frozen water pipes and whatever else comes …

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