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Dew One Thing

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After Mom died, I was appreciative but a little overwhelmed by the job and board offerings from colleagues who knew I’d have more free…

Treeson

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I swear we didn’t want to do it. Cutting down a hardwood tree was the last thing we wanted, but the water oak in…

Starter Wars

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A long time ago, in a kitchen far, far away…. Well, it was only a year ago, in truth. And the kitchen was two…

In a nutshell

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Up the road a few miles from work, there’s a big swath of state land, abutting the Chattahoochee River. Jenn and I took a…

The Heat Is On

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My back is sore. My knees ache. My fingers are raw. The pain is worth it, though, as we warm ourselves by the fireplace…

Park Place

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Picture a dead-end street in a quiet neighborhood. Flowering pear trees line the sidewalk for the length of the street, which is one city…

Train of Thought

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He seemed like such a gentleman, until he slammed those keys down on the counter. “If you want your damn car, go get it…