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sue-glasco's picture
Gerald got down the big boxes of Christmas decorations from the high closet shelf for me. Maybe I should say big boxes of memories rather than decorations.  The beautiful porcelain angels for the top of the piano that a long-ago Sunday School class gave me, cause me to think of Brenda, Shirley,...
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My talkative puppet, TREENA, and I have visited scores of elementary schools, literary festivals, booksignings, and fundraisers throughout the San Francisco region since THE HAPPINESS TREE launched at the beginning of autumn. Together we have fascinated groups of tree-lovers with the tale of ten...
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I've watched the trees closely as long as I can remember and along the way befriended a forest of favorites. There was the generous flowering plum in the front yard on Stratford Drive that blossomed in April, and by July was laden with shiny little plums. I would shimmy up the trunk, balance on a...
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See how nature-trees, flowers, grass-grows in silence; see the stars, the moon, and the sun, how they move in silence.-Mother Teresa In solitude lies the boundless potential for a more fulfilling life. I let silence surround me and I hear more clearly messages of comfort and guidance. I make time...