It is Wednesday, Dec. 8, 2021, and I’m in Port Royal. It’s early and I’m looking-out at a pile of newly-split wood
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It is Saturday, cold and crisp, and I read that our Secretary of State is just back from Africa. It seems that
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It is Wednesday, and Susan and I are with Lolita Huckaby at Marker 244 — a bistro at the foot of the
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It’s crisp this morning — perhaps 60 degrees — and a sweet-smelling cloud has settled over Port Royal. That smell tells me
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It is 8 a.m., Saturday, and I am in Port Royal. It is overcast, colder, and I’ve broken out a woolen, long-sleeved
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It is Saturday, and Susan and I are sitting in our home on 9th Street in Port Royal. This afternoon we’ve opened
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