Turning a Leaf With a Turned Leaves

Doesn’t happen every year, but sometimes around now I find a keeper leaf — not perfect, but perfectly imperfect.

I put it in the old Random House Unabridged Dictionary my folks bought for me as a kid. I remember how it sat on a stand in my bedroom and the afternoon light would make it fun to look up words.

Always take a second to admire my full name on the title page, written in my Mother’s beautiful cursive.

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