East Rock’s fall colors cradle an overcast sky as a man with a pink visor sits down on one of the benches at Rice Field. (more…)
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Miss Patty’s voice was accented and confident as she read me. “You need more self-confidence,” she said. “You have a gift, but keep it a secret. When you need guidance, meditate.” Part of me felt Miss Patty was seeing me; another noticed her words were vague and could apply to almost anyone. (more…)