What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.
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I love old words. Or words you just hear in a certain context. Here’s one: Fallow. Isn’t that a pretty word? Walking behind our house when we got here, I realized that the field which is almost always planted in … Continue reading