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| Harvest Moon |
| Winds howl, windows shake. The yards fill with piles, orange and yellow that need to be played in and raked. Cinnamon hangs heavy in the air luring us to the kitchen, the beating heart of our home. The table hosts a harvest of the season, we take our places, this patchwork family with our bountiful feast. |
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| art/Sara Holt |