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In my last column, I wrote about my excitement over having a wild bird land on my head. Now, I’ve just come inside from having fed two. One Eastern Phoebe waited on our deck rail while another ate her fill from the palm of my hand. The moment she left, the second took her place, chirping swe…

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Global supply chain horror stories have some of us running scared about being able to find—and receive in time—thoughtful gifts for those on our list this Christmas. Usually by now, I’ve finished most of my shopping, but this time around, I’ve barely begun. I normally have so many ideas, mon…

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Don and I were recently watching a Netflix show, “Locke & Key,” about a family whose ancestors created keys with magical abilities. For instance, the angel key enables the bearer to sprout wings and fly, and the anywhere key transports the holder anywhere in the world they visualize as t…

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I’m not sure how the song came to be stuck in my head. I hadn’t been listening to oldies; hadn’t thought of the song in decades. But there, between my ears, was Anne Murray, belting out her ‘83 hit on seemingly endless repeat.

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For decades, I’ve been collecting quotes, tacking them one atop another on my bulletin board. Digging through the layers can be like trying to read my own memoir, only cryptic, as I sometimes puzzle to recall what was happening in my life that caused a quote to resonate enough to be saved.