Out of nowhere, overnight, at the blink of an eye, the apple blossoms appeared.
The cat ran from window to window wild after birds all peppy in the warm grey of the day. And I remembered how much Spring always heralded the possibility of brief and sweet hope.
Bethune Street: Tribute to a Remarkable Woman - We have posted a number of times about the origins of the names of various streets in our area, nearly all of which honor men. Bethune Street, barely three...
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