Tag: house
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This Old House Knows Me Well
This old house painted in faded pride knows me well. I did not learn to walk here,but I did learn to leap- and do it mightily.The old dishes have been broken or thrown away,replaced by new ones with new owners. The taps stiff with old age and rust, surely have been replaced.The comfortable chairs, the…
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Leaving Tranquility
Not far from the cove, the stones worn smooth from the tides weeping, the salted breeze, removedfrom all tranquility, is the grand windowed house. The ashes will be spread on the beloved soil,the October browning still green to cover this assembly of forgetfulness. The house awaits the noises of the feast,the jeer, the final clearing…
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A Tour of My Happy Place
I am a lousy gardener that only offends the soil on top and below. No Petunias or Marigolds bloom, only crab grass struggling with Tennessee moss, and a small patch of Kentucky Bluegrass the survivor of almost fifty years and two previous owners: a general practitioner who layered the inner sod of the…