Autumn

Autumn was not much of a favored or loved season of mine for most of my life.  Maybe because it never takes the brilliant and colorful form of the “Indian summer” where I grew up but is a rainy and uncomfortable prelude to the desolation of winter. Maybe because my ancestral lands never see...

Almost

Almost is a strange little word that can express very different perspectives and conclusions. It can be a hopeful word, edging us on to persevere and reach our goal or it can express the frustration or sadness of missing a goal by a fraction. Almost good enough Almost good enough can make you choose...

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