I usually hear these bells only in December, but at their first jingle I am transported to my childhood. I “jingle all the way” back to the days of my Christmas caroling on horseback. The annual Christmas party at...
I usually hear these bells only in December, but at their first jingle I am transported to my childhood. I “jingle all the way” back to the days of my Christmas caroling on horseback. The annual Christmas party at...
The eye records the trees waving and relinquishing the last of their brilliant fall foliage. Squirrels scamper across lawns, vigorously...
There I was, sitting pretty at the top of July's summertime sunshine. On top of the world, soaking in the blue skies, relaxing under...
During my many years as a student, then continuing throughout my teaching career, the end of May has always triggered an excitement within me.
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