She walks, following the pattern of the stones. Her feet sink into the soft earth and when she’s on the outer rims of the shape the evergreens reach out to snatch bits of her hair, letting go with only a little reluctance. The only sounds she hears are the birds above, and her own breath. […]
Leonardo DaVinci once wrote, “In time, and with water, everything changes.” Over the last year I’ve lived very closely with that tenet, as we’ve had to replace pretty much every household appliance that uses water. The washer, the dishwasher, and the water heater were the big-ticket items, but we also replaced our electric kettle and […]
“She looks so natural,” I hear my aunt say. “I can’t believe she’s only two hundred,” my grandmother replies. “That color really isn’t her best look, though,” my mother adds, and she’s right, because where once our dearly departed was rosy pink and bright orange with streaks of green and blue, now she’s a dismal, […]
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