I have to confess. I did an unforgiveable thing many years ago. Several children were roaming the neighborhood and came to play in my backyard one afternoon. I gave them white mice. I still feel guilty.
Peace. Tranquility. Insanity.
Life in the mountains
Tracing a life through stories of death. Sometimes funny, sometimes not.
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The blog of author Cynthia Reyes
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A Place for the Values that Really Matter
New life after retirement at 8,300 feet