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One Bird, One Word
This January morning is not one that is especially conducive to outdoor explorations, even those sedentary ones that involve sitting on the patio with a hot cup of coffee in hand. For the fourth day in a row, it is grey…
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Hanging on for Dear Life
The north wind was strong and fierce, swirling and gusting, moving lawn chairs and tables, and “rearranging” the potted plants of Johnny Jump-ups that bravely decorated the patio. The predicted cold front, what we Texans call a blue norther arrived as…
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The Simple Gift
Hard work and I have a long-standing relationship, a relationship that I enjoy. I usually have several projects going at once in both my professional and personal life. I get up early and start right in, my days a mix of…
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Wounded Love
It seems like a lifetime ago, but the calendar reminds me that less than six weeks ago I arrived in New York City on a Valentine’s afternoon. I was there with my hometown choir for a concert at Carnegie Hall. We…
