Tag: Grandmother’s house
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“Let it be Lace!”
I’ve been blessed with a strong memory and for whatever reason, synesthesia. That is the phenomenon of seeing numbers, letters, and for some people keys of music, as inherently colored. Sometimes, in the middle of the night I think of things I wish to write about. Ray Bradbury advises in his book “Zen in the…
Copse and Spinney 