Ohio River
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Ohio’s Edge at Dusk
At dusk the path hugs Ohio’s side, where golden lamps and shadows glide. She drifts along, both dark and deep, with secrets that the currents keep. Through quiet bends and silvered glow, she carries ghosts of long ago; the steamboats… Continue reading
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We All Have a Bridge to Cross
“we all have bridges we must cross, sometimes with others, sometimes alone…these bridges can lead us across turbulences and trouble, keeping us safe…or, they can be burned down to break contact when we need to forgive and forget, move forward… Continue reading




