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        Ryan planted alone: north then south, back and forth; forty foot swaths at a time, pass by pass, until the field was done.         At the field’s north end, Ryan turned, returning south in parallel to last pass’ tracks; and as he planted, he gazed on another tractor working out […]

               For more than a year, the page lain marked—folded corner and blue-ribbon holder—waiting to be found again.  On day in April, peak of spring, he arrived again: to moment when trial, tribulation, tested hope, and lived despair delivered in reward.                She.                Again…                Face to face with focus of Destiny.                “Cosette […]

               They worked together under openness of arrived spring sky and in affections of season’s sense—the warmth of the sun and a cool in the wind as sky spoke in airy songs of birds around.  Together, they toiled in labor that renewed, rather than exhausted, spirit.                With shovel, they turned earth, softened tilth with […]

        As quickly as their season shone, the blossoms fell away; and in their departure, a melancholy settled as happens to spirits inclined and to weigh value in beauty when circumstance and appearance change.  Through her lament—unspoken but discerned—he comforted; showing by his own means that beauty is not a gifted purpose in and […]

               Spring returned and, with its change, blossoms’ coloring of trees: white and pastel roses, yellows, and further delicate hues.  In appearance of sign, petals and flowers spread in tender loveliness, he returned to a memory.                He wondered if she still dressed as spring, loose and flowing gowns in flower print, colors of life […]

               “Often…they would sit together under the stars, recalling the ages that were gone and all their joys and labours in the world, or holding council, concerning the days to come.  If any wanderer had chanced to pass, little would he have seen or heard, as it would have seemed to him only that he […]