The Treehouse Chronicles
An extended and rambling metaphor in which this writer resides most of the time. Accused by her companion of many years of living with her head in the clouds, for several months a year they literally share a habitat suspended among the trees. He periodically comes down to earth; she never does.
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By Gloria S. Redlich - Feb 22How is it the calendar has rushed along already, leaving Valentine’s Day behind us? I hardly have a chance to sketch out a lopsided greeting to ...