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    Friday, 09 October 2015

    If I pick up some bits and pieces of life in Africa – stones, a leaf, a seedpod – and string them on a thread of hope, perhaps I can loop it around my soul to hold it up – strengthen it. There is beauty among the rubble, laughter amidst the sadness....
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    Saturday, 03 October 2015

    SPICES IN THE STREET     I have cooked for fifty-one years.  In that time my cooking ranged from down-home, and southern comforting to international, and French cuisine, as well as American trending, and California cool.   Si...
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    Sunday, 28 September 2014

    This was posted on September 24 before candle lighting.   Todays surprise is a rose. The last rose of summer. The last rose of the Jewish calendar year. It somehow seems appropriate. It was new this morning, but shows some tears in the petals, an...

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