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“The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.” – Robert Frost The Sound of Silence Silence. As I would sit in my grandparents’ house atop the hill on Kedron Road in what was Spring Hill (oh, it is still Spring Hill, but it has little or no resemblance to the town that I knew as a kid). I would sit… Read More
“Let us spend one day as deliberately as Nature.” – Henry David Thoreau The water is calm today in front of my bench. Long ago, the ripples from the water were many, as raw materials and finished goods were floated up the canal by horses and mules, pulled by ropes from an adjacent towpath. In later years, the animals gave way to barges and boats and the towpath became a paved walking… Read More
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