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Today I stood under an old mulberry tree, the same tree I stood under countless times as a child with my sister. We had allocated branches then – hers the layered ones, mine a single, sweep-down canopy. Today, instinctively, I went to my spot and ate my first mulberry of the season, descendant of those mulberries from all those summers, many summers ago. And with that beloved, sweet-sour taste, came […]

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