I moved out of my parent’s house thirty-five years ago into my first apartment, full of dreams and very light on furnishings. Void of most modern luxuries and content with garage sale finds, I was extremely happy in the quiet, …
ROOTED
The beautiful Bradford Pear tree gracing my front yard every Spring with a magnificent array of white flowers lie lifeless and broken across the lawn as I returned from errands yesterday.
This was my first real venture out following the …