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After the rain
A whistle blew, splash! Chaos. Read more
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The Homeplace
In homage to the forestIts heavy shadowsDeep and darkGreener than green,even when the sun is brightand the begonias bloom deep red.Bits of grass, spindly and fine, grow around the river of moss in dotsLike cattails before they’re cutThe bells of the foxglove ring and ring and ringWhen the air moves soft electric Blue Morning glories Read more
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Deadfall Yard
I’m learning what will grow, and what will grow successfully. Read more
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Why I Became a Teacher
Her leopard, high heeled mules sure footed in the gravel. Read more
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Happy Anniversary
Of course there was glitter. Read more
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Dear Creativity
Not everyone dreams of living in a mansion with granite. Some of us dream of a house with an old stone wall.
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Maybe
May you be happy May you be healthy May you be at peace May you know you are loved.
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The Gazebo…an Exerpt from Norris Tales
Hatred blooms bright in the human heart when dealing with a jerk of a cat on frigid wet ground.
Devonne Brown 