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Like a Moth in the Headlights

August 14, 2008 by  
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This morning I was watching blossom drift down from the heights. When that happens, they have the same effect on me as snowflakes, there’s something completely disarming and enchanting about their dizzying flutter.

Watercress Heaven

June 10, 2008 by  
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My uncle was a drunk. It’s probably not something family members would probably admit about him, but he was. Denial is subversive to say the least. He was a simple man, leading a fairly simple life.