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  • Brutiful.

    Brutiful.

    I had never heard that term before. Then, on Sunday, I heard it twice in one day. Let me give you the context. Last week Thursday, I went…

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  • Connections.

    Connections.

    Doug and I were enjoying the complimentary happy hour at a historic hotel in South Haven. We had checked in earlier and learned they offered guests complimentary charcuterie…

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  • An Elegy for my Childhood Home.

    An Elegy for my Childhood Home.

    Today I peeked, two doors down from you, at my neighbor’s house, which was demolished in 24 hours this week. I tromped through the snow from you, through…

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  • Illuminations.

    Illuminations.

    I went into the dark woods Tuesday night. I have hiked these paths of Camp Roger’s woods for all or part of 37 summers and a fair amount…

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  • Being Stripped.

    Being Stripped.

    It feels like forever that I’ve been working on the original wood trim in my daughter’s 1913 fixer-upper she bought. In reality, it’s only been a year and…

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  • The Family Tree.

    The Family Tree.

    I love family trees. Maybe it’s because I like knowing where I came from. Maybe it’s because I value relationships. One reason could be that for most of…

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