Stepping outside this morning it feels like spring. The birds singing in the bushes, a lightness in the air, a new crop of peas coming up in the pot by the stairs.
We are dancing in the kitchen, a baby on each hip, singing in full voice. We are eating root vegetables and ripe pears.
I am remembering how important it is to hear your name spoken out loud.
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Hi Amanda,
I don't really want to comment on your blog entry, which speaks for itself, but this is the only way I can think of to contact you electronically. Sorry I missed your reading the other day. My new email is benwebstersmail@gmail.com.
Ben
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