Tag: hope
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I Need a Hero
When I was a little girl (yes, that was back in the dark ages before computers and social media and reality TV), heroes were not that hard to find. TV was young, and the characters were good or bad–there was never confusion as to who to cheer for when a fight started. The good guys…
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Not So Tasty
I stared at it. Red and green, scalloped edges. It looked like a leaf from some tropical plant. But I wasn’t planting it–I was supposed to cook it. Chard. Even the word feels less than inviting. Chard sounds more like a weapon or an act of violence than a vegetable. I’ve never eaten it, cooked…
Tip of My Iceberg 