Tag: Summer

One Last Splash

After the last forty-seven months of house arrest, today almost seems normal.

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“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple.” J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Yesterday afternoon I stood on the campus of Randolph-Macon College waiting for the day’s festivities to end. The younger offspring and I had spent the day getting …

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