These days are golden. Or that’s what I tell myself as we head to the river. It’s what I told myself in June or May even, before school was out, the day we drive down to the bay to buy oysters. The day we sit in sunshine and eat cinnamon rolls in the afternoon for…
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To The River
To the river we go, my son and I and his friend we’ll call Aaron. It is a half day of school and there are a million other things to do; grocery shopping, haircuts, and my shoes are held together with duct tape. But to the river we go. Aaron and my son get silly…
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