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A Bowl of Quinces, A Feast of Gratitude

They look something like small, golden apples with a whisper-thin coat of fuzz. On the table by the windows, the bowl of homely little fruits is so fragrant that I can smell their perfume three feet away where I sit with my morning tea. At Thanksgiving dinner, they were placed attractively on weathered sycamore leaves

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The Soul of Thanksgiving: A Simple Celebration

I’ll skip the turkey, thanks. There is much that I loved about living in Europe (which I’ve done a couple of times and in three different countries), probably too many things to list. On the flip side, there were a few things that I missed about America, but the list was pretty short. On that

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