My Garden; My Heart

I love flowers. In my dreams, I have one of those lush English flower gardens. It is a veritable paradise of color and fragrant blooms. In reality, I don’t actually have a green thumb. In fact, I think it tends more toward the dark shades of brown. I can kill…

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Fear

It was dusk and I was walking across the carpeted floor of our bedroom when I spotted it. Something looking uncomfortably like a huge scorpion right in my path. I jumped back startled .Very carefully I reached over to turn on the light and get my glasses. Sure enough –…

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