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Saturday, May 7th, 2011Today was the first day that felt truly like spring. The air warm, birds chirping, the sound of kids playing. I passed a front yard garden that produces mushrooms under a bed of low growing purple flowers. In the corner of another I spotted an amethyst crystal in the soil. Was it there for protection? [...]
Finding a Story
Monday, July 12th, 2010Sunday was hot. I had a long day ahead of me. There was sweating involved but not from exercise or frolic. It was the type of humid New York City summer day where sweat pours from you when you breathe. Not that you can breathe because the air is a thick, soggy cesspool of air that has [...]
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