7:30 in the morning about a week before leaving Vermont a month ago after 28 years. What I presumed was a snapping turtle headed across the lawn toward the dirt road in front of my house. A safe crossing could use my help I surmised.  I’d assisted smaller turtles in the past by simply […]
This may be an essay that takes a long time to complete. It’s not just about the delightfully oddball things that occurred yesterday, the day Lissa and I officially set off from Vermont to Santa Fe, it’s also about the beautiful goodbyes that punctuate the wondrous maturing that I have been blessed to experience since
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