Thoughts, Musings, and the Occassional Bit of Wisdom
Miranda, steaming mug of tea in hand, walked outside through the old screen door her Grandfather had hung when he built the cabin over 60 years ago. She paused to … Continue reading →
She slowly made her way up the hill. Today seemed to be particularly challenging. Her old bones were sore and her muscles weren’t what they used to be. She couldn’t … Continue reading →
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