Simple Moments and Roasted Strawberries

  I can feel the sun is streaming through my bedroom window before my eyes open.  Its going to be another hot one.  I listen for the chickens.  Silence, that’s good.  It must be before 9:00.  I roll over to check the clock.  8:04 am.  Perfect. As quietly as possible I tiptoe past my little…

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Afternoon Rituals and Strawberry Cake

  He first appeared on the corner in March with a tower of boxes & bags.  Mangoes and oranges.  Now, every afternoon I see him peddling his fruit, the most beautiful sunny smile on his tanned face.  He is a popular guy.  People look for him on their way home from work, while walking their…

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