The Death of a Green Dragon
A gardener’s fondness for his Japanese maple becomes a bittersweet reminder of life’s impermanence.
A gardener’s fondness for his Japanese maple becomes a bittersweet reminder of life’s impermanence.
For this writer, it seems that the secret to the good life is that less is more
Church hymns, flannel shirts and briar pipes—I share today’s simple pleasures with the generations before me. by Jim Dodson A dear friend I hadn’t seen in far too long and I were having lunch outdoors, safely distanced. She sipped her…