The Little Griefs and Little Joys of Pandemic Life

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As I am writing this, I have my windows open to fall, which happily blew in on a breeze overnight. A fledgling Cardinal just landed on the porch rail outside my window, cocking his head in curiosity when he caught a glimpse of me. There is no sound but the breeze, the birds chirping and the…

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Human learning to be human. Writing in hopes of getting there.

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Human learning to be human. Writing in hopes of getting there.

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