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  I dreamed she was still alive. My stalking neighbor went into hospice in January of 2023. Early this morning I dreamed I heard her letting out the

I blew the fluff off of a dandelion. I like it here. I want to stay. I would stay even if I was rich. I'd change quite a bit, but I'd stay. 

Steubenville has plenty of terrible potholes. We're a small town in the hills of Northern Appalachia. where the ground is either...

I remembered that I've chosen to believe that God is not the exacting tyrant of rules and obligations, but Emmanuel...

  The hen house blew away on Saturday night. A friend sent a small bale of straw and a little thermal cloth cat house to keep outside, in case Rhonda

Sundays are never terribly good for me. The religious trauma is very bad on Sundays. But this Sunday, I was sick.

Sometimes, God sends you a hen. I didn't particularly want a hen.

Nothing is as it ought to be-- at least, that's how it felt. Adrienne is happier than I've ever seen her in in her life, and adjusting to middle school

  It was one of those stretches when nothing works out. Summer continued to be a terrible slump. The past-due bills just got higher. I had to go to

Those tomatoes looked like something out of an Impressionist painting.