Swimming lessons were a "given" for me as a girl. We spent summers within walking distance of the ocean on Cape Cod, and my parents made sure that my brother and I were strong enough swimmers to handle the waves and strong currents of the Atlantic. Most off-season Saturday mornings during my growing up years... Continue Reading →
Another Gardenia On My Nightstand
There's a gardenia on my bedside table, and life is good. Every time I smell a gardenia, I have the same reaction. Complete and utter amazement. Something deep inside my soul is filled to the point of overflowing, and I feel only joy. My first encounter with a gardenia was in Florida. My grandparents had... Continue Reading →
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