All is quiet on Independence Day, oddly. In my hammock with a book, leaves scitter across the sports court and could be the dog, but she’s inside. Pre-fall, even now. No need for sunscreen, there’s a thin band of clouds… Read More ›
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An inch from Paris
I have mixed feelings about technology. I say this, recognizing I have an Apple product in every room of our house, and without technology, you wouldn’t be reading this right now. The alternative is me dropping flyers from planes. My… Read More ›
Bill Pearse 