My mother knew it. There was always apple crumble in the oven, conversations shouted over the back fence. And my father too, I think he knew, pear cider around the fire pit and walking the dogs together along the ridge. And even me, now that I stop t… Read on blog or Reader Eunoia Review Read on blog or Reader The Lost Art of Befriending Your Neighbors By perfectsublimemasters on June 30, 2024 My mother knew it. There was always apple crumble in the oven, conversations shouted over the back fence. And my father too, I think he knew, pear cider around the fire pit and walking the dogs together along the ridge. And even me, now that I stop to consider it, I knew this art once—three […] Continue reading Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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