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Kid Zen

My 12-year-old shoveled a path across our sizable lawn, ending at the cemetery’s fence, putting considerable effort into this project. My teenager, arriving home from work, asked me, in her trademark language, What the hell? The next morning, I stood on … Continue reading

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Rust

  With so little snow and a great deal of sun, we spent some time walking through the neighbors’ fields today. When they bought the property, they dragged out all the abandoned farm machinery, the wheels and gears, and lumped … Continue reading

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