afternoon serenity
birds become my tribe
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Life Without a Sewing Machine
Life Without a Sewing Machine This is not a story about a seamstress. This is not a story about someone who wants t...
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With his arm around me literal brotherly love “You know you’ll be taking care of him the rest of your life, ” Or was it his life ? Either/... -
410 State St., Dysart, Iowa Memories from youth became my fuel as we continue th...
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