Love, you

Even with the chicken-scratchiest scrawl, there’s something treasurable in a handwritten letter. Isn’t that why we box some away, impossible to relegate them to trash? I still have letters from my Jennie Arnold Edwards Y Camp days, some likely 40 years old.  And...

The Magical House at Woodlawn

"To have discovered that magic truly exists is worth the price of growing up.  It is not visible to the eye, it is seen by the heart.  Nor is it something you grasp, for the soul is its keeper.  General passers-by will not hear it, only the...

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