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a half hour or so

Shovelling snow into piles reminded me of “King of the Castle”—a rough and tumble game we kids used to play on a snowbank. (#998) Continue reading

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rainy river road

sagging bruised clouds crowded the flat dimpled water glazed the curving roadway to mirror brake lights, headlights bathed the trees and bushes docks and houses in deja memory, its own paynes gray autumn ochres gave way to low intensity prussian … Continue reading

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