“Do you remember it? Do you remember the sword and it’s sheath? Do you remember the carvings?”
… I see her smile in her dreams. For once, all seems quiet and gentle. And consistent. I would have reprieves of such times in the past, but they would disappear as a flicker in the wind.
Under make-up and skin; beside the jewelry and clothes; this is what I am. This is my truth…
After teasing me about the possible content of a few chapters…
Spring approaches just off the horizon.
Lard and tablespoons of the iciest tap water are two of the four ingredients of the best pie crust recipe…each time I create pies, I hear her reminders as I blend her crust recipe.
…I hold secrets. I hold them all silently but that has taken years… years in which they never uttered a sound. But they pressed..,
Pileated woodpeckers and trees brushed with the first swash of gold…I luxuriate my mind in the subtleties of nature’s changes.
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