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| I always find it amazing how a smell will trigger a memory, long thought lost.
We were visiting my sister-in-laws house earlier today, and when we walked through the front door, we were engulfed by... | | | | May in Nova Scotia. Spring has arrived and things are warming up. I look out my kitchen window at the square plot that is cut into my backyard. I'ts time to plan, ok; rototill, lime and fertilizer,... | | | | Summertime, mid 1960's, rural Nova Scotia, Canada. Grammie calls my sister and me into the farmhouse for a treat. We enter and pass by the butter churner sitting in the porch. We have to go across... | | | | Hi. I'm 48 years old now. I remember when I was growing up, that you would hear in whispered tones that someone, a relative or friend was having troubles. That they parted or fought. But always low... | | | | |
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