Playing ‘Possum

Although I live within ten miles of a monument to the lowly opossum, I have rarely had the occasion to see the critter closely until last week. My front palm trees are loaded with rain-swollen fruit that tempts animals from the nearby woods to steal and store for the winter.…

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Oh Brother!

Watching my nine-year-old grandson irritate his older sister in the car is like a flashback to the sixties for me: the seven-hour rides through the two-lane roads of Georgia and South Carolina; the picking, picking, picking we did to each other…the lack of air conditioning. I liked to read. He…

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