It felt almost too beautiful to be real– the day after Thanksgiving, hampers full of leftovers, clear roads and an easy drive up through…
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We arrived at exactly the wrong time.
Dressed in t-shirts and sweats, Erik carried the faded grocery store flowers, I clutched a card and…
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It was a last-minute call, a scramble to change plans, and an early morning flight to San Francisco.
On Monday night, we received a call…
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If there’s any trait defining our family, it’s our love for home. We love nights in, projects in the yard, game nights around the…
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Let’s go back to summer, a hot August afternoon, with the scent of honeysuckle in the garden, the splash of the swimming pool from…