Home Again


Home is where the heart is, they say. So I’m home in Tallahassee and I brought my heart with me. Nearly two weeks ago I arrived home to see the bulldozers and big trucks in my back gardens. My very aged oak tree was gone, the crew was grinding up the stump which measured 16 feet in diameter. My heart sank, my home barely touched by its fall. It is amazing, hard to believe, but slowly the process begins to re-create a new canvas. I loved that tree, I should have told her that more often.

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