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When my step-mother died, several people gave us flowers so we might remember her. Some have bloomed already (the lilac and the rhododendron) and some are blooming now. Some friends gave us some lilies, a... More »
Beagle
It could not have been a more beautiful day. Maybe that is cliche, but I tell you, it could not have been a more perfect day. Blue skies with drifting white clouds, the hills green... More »
