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My sixties were an exhilarating and dynamic time. I’ve managed to stay active my entire life and as I entered the decade that marks the...

As a little girl, I wanted little things. Tiny tea cups and pitchers, a place for the fairies to sit made from empty wooden spools,...

Yesterday, within the shelter of my back porch, I painted grief stones. One for my brother, who died last September, fulfilling the...