The Changing of the Gard-en

I love the flowers that I see this time of year in the gardens that I pass on my walks. The delicate anemones, their soft pink petals with deep yellow centers, wave gently in the sea breezes. The black-eyed Susans, forever undaunted by the summer heat, never looked more vibrant. That's more than I can …

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Walkin’ Uptown

As many of you know, Red River was my childhood beach. Bank Street was the next beach up from us. Part of what we all called, "uptown", and I can't remember ever spending much time there as a kid. The other night the sea breeze seemed to be blowing me in a different direction, and …