My Brother’s Plum Tree
I often think of my brother during the early summer. When we moved to our home in Philadelphia,…
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I often think of my brother during the early summer. When we moved to our home in Philadelphia,…
I was created as a small bud on the dry branch of a huge oak tree. The oak…
We endure the heat, and we wait. The sun steady in its track. Vicissitudes of light, shadows thinning,…
Every autumn we find ourselves in the beauty of a variety of colors. A mixture of orange, red,…
Mountains have been the source of inspiration to human beings in history, with their magnificence and great silence.…
Water means purity, beauty, and life; it would be unrealistic to talk about life if water did not…
Hibernation or ‘winter sleep’ how and why it happens is one of the mysteries of nature that has…