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Bike Riding
{This is an unfinished fragment of a post from about 5 years ago. I kind of like it the way it is. It made me remember the day and how special the time was for me. And how special my daughter still seems to me, that even the butterfly is captivated by her.} We…
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The tiny gifts of St. Nick
St. Nicholas usually comes to our house. He has found us as we’ve moved. He found us after I grew up and moved out of my parents’ house. He always came to us there. St. Nicholas finds us. And when he does, he puts stuff in our shoes. — When I was getting older, but…
