Of Strawberry Wine and Other Things…

I was definitely not seventeen. My summer spanned the course of several years. But the memories, those years... that lifetime. They endure. I still dream and...in dreaming...remember those lovely, bittersweet memories that I keep locked away in the darkest recesses of my soul. Now, as an older woman, I look back at the futility of … Continue reading Of Strawberry Wine and Other Things…

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