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Replanted

I dreaded this for so long– going through my belongings, deciding what to keep, pitch, or give away, packing, carting, loading.  But we’re into it now.The boxes are labelled and stacked. It’s happening.We’re being uprooted and replanted, moved from city to city, life to life, cup … Continue reading

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