It’s Tuesday. Thank you Two Writing Teachers. There is a loop I walk on summer days at the beach. It’s a route I’ve taken several days a week for the last thirty four summers. My walk takes me through neighborhoods, along a stretch of marsh that is dotted with osprey nests and cattails, and … Continue reading The End of the Roses
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