Diamond-Cut Life

It’s Easter morning! And warmish out! My pear trees and blueberry bushes are blossoming, our baby chicks are growing into leggy adolescents, and I’ll soon walk over to choir practice at Tabor Heights Methodist, where we’ll rehearse  — with trumpet players! -  for the Easter service.
It’s all so climactic.  . . . diamond-cut, really. We’ve [...]

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