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FLY BALLS
I hit fly balls to my son in our backyard. I don’t know how many I’ve hit or how many I have in me. He could run them down and catch and throw them back all day. He would if he could. He sprints. He dives. He lays out. He catches most, […]
A SIMPLE, NATURAL WAY
Morning glory opened violet-blue in face of the gray-front dawn. In porch rest sit, in place beside, Anna wore shirt of matching hue; its long sleeves worn drawn fully down, white-button of cuff in fasten of close as top three of front bore loose and open in wear that showed in hint pale tops […]
LEARNED LESSONS (AND FURTHER MYSTERIES) IN THE RAISING OF A LADY
It is raining this morning, and by it’s good fortune, I was able to come home. Our sons messaged me. The ceiling of the basement was leaking, but not from the rain. They told me location, reference points of the room and had a good idea. “Do you think it’s the washer?” […]