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Coffee Time

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Hello… I was actually going to say good morning but I guess that would depend on when you read and where you are. Is it weird that I pretend that I’m talking to one dear reader (a fictitious reader that … Continue reading

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Broken Graft

Broken Graft I grew up on a farm. It wasn’t a formal farm. It was a family farm. Even when I was small it had fallen frequently to disrepair. The walls of the barn were even then being pushed out … Continue reading