Tag Archives: Nostalgia

A Walk with Robert

Robert? May I call you Robert? Of course, that is my name; better to call me Robert than Hezekiah, don’t you think? There used to be a farm here, gentle, rolling grass, dandelions, muddy fields and ponds, a firefly show … Continue reading

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Sticks

It is not lost on me that I grew up in the sticks, live in the suburbs, and work in the city. It has been more thanthirty-five years since I lived in the countryside, with the closest neighbor on any side … Continue reading

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run with me

come run with me with abandon like the wind carried us away as barefoot children through waves of wheat and spider webs feel the glee of running free on trails over hills rocks and roots unencumbered unplugged disconnected though now … Continue reading

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