* On this misty morning I saw a beautiful red fox* The fields are filling up with deer
* Sitting next to Betty, watching her organize and care for the temple workers she is over she knows each one of them personally
* Remembering Mom pinning a clean, ironed hankie on my dress each day before kindergarden
* "If they have not charity it mattereth not. . . He hath talked with me face to face. . ."
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