gratitude

A water main broke on our block one pretty Sunday afternoon.  I remember it was a lovely day because I was enjoying a walk and, just before the last turn onto my street, I saw the water gushing out of the curb and pouring down the street.  ‘That can’t be good,’ I thought.  If I’d been in a …

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