“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” Leo Tolstoy, Russian novelist
The view from our kitchen window is different than it has ever been in the 12 years we have lived in this very old house. It’s also different from outside the house, which is located on a busy corner, in a neighborhood that bustles with children and dog walkers and moms who are always in a hurry to get somewhere.
“It’s a new water main,” we keep telling neighbors, who are stunned by the state of our very visible construction zone (and worried that a similarly expensive repair might be coming their way). Just a few days ago, it was a raucous-if-going-dormant cottage garden. Now…
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