Amy Laundrie

Amy Laundrie

My secret valentine

Tap, tap, tap. My secret valentine will not be dissuaded and keeps tapping on the bay window. Earlier this morning, at sunrise, I heard him whistling at me. If I was back in high school, I might suspect my old…

The Gift of Mandarins

Christmas is sights, especially the sights of Christmas reflected in the eyes of a child. William Sarayan, American novelist and playwright In planning for the holidays, I asked my daughter who lives in California if she’ll be bringing mandarins like…

A Tribute to Cherished Chairs

My husband and I bought the matching brown velvety chairs the year after we married. They’ve been with us for forty-six years. The fabrics are worn, and the mechanisms, replaced twice, are grinding again, but, like dear friends, we can’t…

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