"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
~Author unknown,
attributed to a 4-year-old named Lauren
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"I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born. The intellect is a cleaver; it discerns and rifts its way into the secret of things."
Henry David Thoreau
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- Long nights and winter food
- Two fine poems
- Telegraph Avenue
- Parting shots
- No place like...
- A trip to "War-not"
- Small town life
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- East of the mountains
- News flash
- Ta-da!
- The best view
- "Baby Sister"
- First look at our new beauty
- Happiest of news
- Waiting
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- To ninety?
- Taking summer down
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A glimpse through the keyhole...
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