I hugged and kissed Owen goodnight and said, “I love you.”
“I know. You always love me,” he said exasperatedly. “But Mom, I want to do what I want to do when I want to do it!”
Mid-April bloom diary
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(Is it still mid-April? Close enough?) *Dogwoods* around the
neighborhood—blossom time is fading, they’re beginning to leaf out. My *apple
blossoms* are no...
2 weeks ago
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