Color. Color. Color.

Me: Can I have this? Mom: No, you’ll have to wait after we divide things up. Up from Florida, the July air is heavy and musty standing in grandma’s New Jersey basement. On the old wooden shelves are a collection of dusty antique vases in luscious colors- teals,...

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Thunder Rumbles In

Thunder rolling in. Continuously. No break in sound, the rumble keeps coming one right after another. Like out of a movie when the black clouds part and the alien ship descends. I’ve never heard thunder like this ever. Weather intensifies. Year after year but...