Martin Wiles: When Life Changes
My wife talks with her mom nightly, but when her mom called at 8:30 one Sunday morning, we knew something was amiss. …
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↓My wife talks with her mom nightly, but when her mom called at 8:30 one Sunday morning, we knew something was amiss. …
Continue reading →For the first time in a long time, I had a large garden plot that produced well. When the spring crops finished, I planted purple hull peas. I had not planted them in some years, but I loved them and looked forward to cooking them and covering my white rice with them and the “pot liquor” (juice, for those not from the South). …
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