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…The beauty of anything good is that it has a finite existence.  A meal ends, the conversation wanes along with the last drops of wine over the clatter of dishes being washed and put away in cupboards.  It becomes a part of the realm of memories – something you can either savor or forget.  I’m … Continue reading


It must be one of the telltale signs of getting older; I was going to start off by writing ‘A little while ago…’ when I realized that it was, likely, at least 13 years ago I had the beginnings of this thought. The mere blip on my radar these days would have meant an eternity … Continue reading