Tag: fence
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Day Two Hundred Five, August 15, 2011
“Twinky doo, a fairy true, bathed in a light, most shimmering blue, on buttercups dance, think: can you?” A song I once learned, and a fence that brought it out of my memories to shimmer on the surface of my mind…
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Day One Hundred Seventy, July 11, 2011
Do you still remember the little spots you played in as a child? A garden, a little forest, a neighborhood alley perhaps? I still do, I remember the trees we climbed, the little houses we built, the small fires we made, the pretend coffees we cooked, and it all felt so huge, like our own…